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Being the History of a Regiment of Heavy Artillery made 

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A sigh of grief is all we mourn for them; 
Too happy they who, in ambrosial sleep, 
Live midst their dreams in true reality. 
A sigh of grief for their life's cord is cut, 
While we in lonelier exile now must tread, 
Filled with inspirations of our most sacred dead. 
A sigh of grief and then a heartfelt pride 
To know the honor and the grace with which 

they died: 
Their spoken words, their smile, a quickening 

glance of bright. 
Well-meaning eyes. How full is memory's light! 
A guide to cheer us in life's future dread. 
A sigh of grief, a burst of tears perchance, 
Let that be all, for God will guard their graves 

in France. 

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G. W. Small Director 

W. G. Henschen ) 

C. G. Sullivan >- Editors 

G. W. Small ) 

H. L. Annan Art. Dept 

E. J. Mohan Business Manager 

W. G. Henschen General History 

Ray Waters Battery A 

J. F. Havis Battery B 

Malcolm Merrick Battery C 

Ben Jackson Battery D 

George A. Arnot Battery E 

W. E. Forbes Battery F 

Geo. G. Sullivan Hdqrs. Company 

Norman D. Kulp Supply Company 

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O organization was more representative of 
the United States as a whole than the one 
which this book commemorates; and, con- 
sequently, no regiment was ever more com- 
pletely scattered upon demobilization than is ours at 
the present time. Yet, a regiment is a large family and 
it was to perpetuate the associations and impressions 
there created that this volume came into existence. 

Here you have the clear reflection of the individual 
who did whatever work the army is credited with; I 
mean the soldier with grade just below first-class pri- 
vate, ^^simple soldatP He it is who experienced the 
real pleasures and the real horrors of war: it is his per- 
sonality that fills these pages. 

You may here taste again the dust of the parade 
ground; again hear the calls and orders, then so un- 
pleasant; once more see the regiment in formation; and 
again breathe the welcome odor from the busy com- 
pany kitchen. The bustle of embarkation, the scenes of 
parting, the Zeelandia, the mud at Brest, the "vin 
blanc," the French madmoiselles, — all are here ready 
for your perusal. 

As the years go by our minds will have turned to 
other thoughts; no more will the Forty-seventh form in 
marching order: but doubtless in the quiet of many a 
home throughout this land the spirit that hovers over 
these pages will arouse once more the tense enthusiasm 
of a regiment moving forward in the Great Adventure 
and the Forty-seventh will live again. 

The Director. 

Mt. Washington, Md., September, 1919. 



TABLE OF CONTENTS 

PAGE 

GENERAL HISTORY i 

POETRY BY THE REGIMENT 13 

AMONG THE OFFICERS 26 

GENERAL ORDERS 30 

BATTERY "A" 31 

BATTERY "B" 52 

BATTERY "C" 58 

BATTERY "D" 73 

BATTERY "E" 79 

AS YOU WERE 86 

BATTERY "F" 88 

HEADQUARTERS COMPANY 97 

THE BAND 118 

THE SUPPLY COMPANY 130 

MEDICAL DETACHMENT 138 

ROSTER 142 

THE COAST ARTILLERY SONG 168 



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General ^iitoty \ 

I 

LIFE IN THE STATES 

HE Forty-seventh Coast Artillery Corps was 
organized in August, 191 8, at Camp Eustis, 
near Norfolk, Virginia. To this camp were 
sent men from nearly all the coast defenses 
of the United States, but mainly from Fort McKinley, 
Maine; Fort Trotten, New York; Fort Hancock, New 
Jersey, and the coast defenses of California and Texas. 
They assembled gradually, group by group, until there 
were sufficient men and officers to fill the quota for our 
regiment. We found that every State in the Union was 
represented, but the majority of our men were sons of 
Illinois, New York and Texas. 

The first step toward shaping us for a victorious 
encounter with the disciples of the Beast of Berlin was 
the issuing of a program that regulated our action for 
each hour of the day. At once we began the intensive 
training that lasted throughout the seven weeks of our 
regimental life in the States. 

Just before leaving Camp Eustis two of our men 
passed the competitive examination for the Officers' 
Training School and won admittance. About sixty 
were sent to the Motor Transport School and, with a 
few exceptions, got through successfully and returned 
certified chauffeurs. 

Fully equipped for the European tour, at last the 
final order came to move to the embarkation point — 



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Camp Stuart. Here for thirty-six hours the principal 
event was a physical examination. Thus began our 
ever-memorable march through Newport News to the 
transport Zeelandia, a Dutch vessel in the service of the 
United States. 



THE VOYAGE 

We steamed out of the harbor of Newport News 
about nine o'clock on the morning of October 14, 1918. 
The water was calm, the weather clear, the air refresh- 
ing, and the men inspired to thoughts of the sacred 
principles to uphold which would bring them face to 
face with the Great Beyond. 

Our mid-ocean life was not all consumed by the 
thrice daily raft drills. With sparring bouts, wrestling 
matches, movies, entertainments, good books, occasional 
attacks of seasickness and frequent sighting for land, the 
proverbial ennui of a sea voyage was well broken. But 
it was broken, indeed, when on October 25 at ten o'clock 
the Port of Brest was seen. The harbor being crowded, 
we were not landed till the next day, when the lighters 
took us ashore. I have seen banks of rivers with long 
sloping terraces, fringed with beautiful dwellings, but 
never in my life have I been so impressed by a harbor 
as I was by the Port of Brest. As we lay in port before 
landing, we witnessed a gorgeous sunset, for the day 
had been clear, bright and warm. In the distance we 
saw the City of Brest, with the spires of its cathedrals 
towering to the skies and everywhere glittering lights. 



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CITY OF BREST 

In the morning we neared the shore, and could 
distinctly see the old citadel which had been built by 
Cssar, famous for its vaulted archways. Everywhere 
the earth was covered with fresh green grass, and the 
trees laden with myriads of blossoms— all nature seemed 
at the height of its perfection. 

On the hills above we beheld many ancient build- 
ings, among them famous cathedrals, dating back to the 
eighth, tenth and twelfth centuries — wonderful struc- 
tures and the best examples of French architecture. 
Much of the foliage was peculiar to France. There 
were trees with closely cropped branches, which, if 
beheld in America, would be considered rare specimens 
or freaks of nature. Everywhere we saw gardens, vine- 
yards and flower beds which the French, by their inde- 
fatigable labor, have made the best in Europe. 

We landed, "fell in," hiked heavily packed, up- 
hill. The people (mostly women and children, in 
mourning) greeted us kindly and showed their heart- 
felt thanks that American troops were continuing to 
arrive. Ponternezen Barracks, four miles from the 
harbor, being full, our regiment was quartered in tents. 
Here we spent a week, rising before dawn, plodding 
through mud up to our knees and suffering from inces- 
^sant rains. As the boys said, "This is a battle in itself," 
and we called it "The Battle of Brest." 

At the time we arrived the engineers were busy 
-constructing barracks, and our regiment furnished a 
sdaily fatigue detail of nine hundred men. In addition 



4 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

to this, we had special details for obtaining water, pro- 
visions, some quartermaster wood and other necessities. 
As a general thing, we had reveille at 4.30, in order to 
get out the fatigue details, but there was one memorable 
night when we were awakened at two 0' clock (?) to take 
a bath at that early hour. With soap, towel and clean 
underclothing in hand, we marched through the thick, 
yellow mud two miles, until we arrived at the barracks 
built by Napoleon I. Here we bathed, the fortunate 
first arrivals receiving hot water, the others being 
obliged to take an early morning or "rather late" night 
cold shower. Such was our week at Brest, rising be- 
fore dawn, plowing through yellow mud up to our 
knees, suffering from dampness and rain and daily 
going on fatigue duty of an unpleasant nature. 

ANGOULEME 

Finally, the long-looked-for and very welcome order 
came to move, and on November 2 we were bound for 
Angouleme, which was about three hundred miles south 
of Brest. We marched from Pontanezen Barracks to 
the railroad depot, which march gave us an opportunity 
to see the City of Brest. Like most cities of France, the 
buildings were low and of ancient style. The mer- 
chants both in their places of business and in the squares- 
were displaying their wares. Everywhere we received 
a kind word and a smile from the French people, and the 
children ran after us and, seizing us by the hand, would 
look into our faces and say "souvenir?" At the station 
we found cattle cars waiting for us. Each car holds 
forty men, or eight horses, "quarante hommes ou huit: 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 5 

chevaux." The men boarded the cars and we began 
our journey to Angouleme, which occupied a day and 
a half. It was exceedingly tiresome. We passed 
through many of the chief cities of France, among 
others Nantes and Rochefort, and finally arrived at An- 
gouleme about 12.30 P. M. on November 4. From the 
Angouleme station to our barracks was a distance of 
about one mile. The barracks in which we were quar- 
tered had formerly been a military institution con- 
ducted by Napoleon II. The old-style buildings were 
fine structures, large and airy. The parade ground, 
which was in excellent condition, afforded ample room 
for three full regiments to drill. Everything was pleas- 
ant and the men were more than satisfied with their new 
home. It was here that we spent the next four weeks. 

The City of Angouleme was, indeed, beautiful, with 
its large park well provided with benches and statuary. 
On one side of the park was a long, ancient stone wall 
that divided the city into one of its four sections. i\d- 
joining the park was the ancient Cathedral of St. Peter, 
built in the twelfth century. It is one of the most beau- 
tiful pieces of architecture in France. The outside of 
the church is adorned with images of the saints, which, 
though worn by centuries of rain and wind, are still dis- 
cernible and attractive to the most casual observer. Be- 
sides the cathedral, Angouleme boasts of several other 
churches, a fine city hall, a large postoffice, many mas- 
sive buildings and a great number of large hotels, banks, 
schools and business places. 

During our stay at Angouleme the soldiers made 
nightly visits to the city, dining in French hotels and 



6 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

restaurants, where they became acquainted with "vin 
rouge" or 'Vin blanc." We visited the "cinema" 
(movies) and made general tours of the city. One 
could see on every hand groups of soldiers here and 
there gathered about the souvenir stands selecting 
remembrances for their family and friends at home. 
Immediately after pay-day it was not uncommon for 
the dealer in such wares to run completely out of stock 
before he could replenish it from Paris. 

At the end of our first week in Angouleme, conversa- 
tion and the press breathed news of an armistice. Fin- 
ally, in the late evening of November 1 1, 1918, we heard 
great shouts and noise that were positive and volumi- 
nous and which we could not interpret, outside the 
caserne. Upon investigating we learned that the armis- 
tice had, indeed, been signed. The celebration lasted 
for days. Every evening the people of Angouleme 
paraded, and their numbers swelled to a mighty throng 
when the soldiers from the caserne fell in line. The 
victory which they knew would ultimately come was a 
reality. Thanksgiving masses were celebrated in all 
the churches, feasts were held and Frenchman and 
American joined hands and rejoiced that the dove of 
peace had once again flown over the land and that no 
longer would suffering France be swept by the broom 
of death. 

How were we to be disposed of? Our first thought 
was that we would be used to release men at the front 
and comprise part of the army of occupation. But an 
official telegram settled our doubts, which read as fol- 
lows: "The Forty-seventh Coast Artillery Corps will 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 7 

not be used in the army of occupation, but will return 
immediately to the United States." 

So daily our desire to return to those we love grew 
greater, and it seemed that we were unable to think or 
talk of anything else. At last, after having spent four 
weeks at Angouleme, the order came that we were to 
move to Bourg. Every one made ready. Packs were 
rolled and, after a 3-0'clock reveille and a 3.30 break- 
fast, we started on our hike to the station, where our 
friends, the ''cattle cars," were waiting for us. We 
climbed in, and in a few minutes were en route to the 
new home. The day was bright and warm, and even 
though we could not see as much of the country as we 
desired, nevertheless we enjoyed the balmy air and 
warm sunshine and fully appreciated the beauty of 
what we could see of the surrounding country. Like 
most of the soldiers in France, we were unfavorably 
impresed by the muddy, rough roads that had caused 
us so much discomfort, forgetful of the fact that it was 
the American trucks that had made them such. In 
peace times these roads were the best in the world. We 
realized now, too, as we gazed out upon the fields, that 
for four years this land had been cultivated by the will- 
ing but weak arms of women, children and aged men. 
As we journeyed on to Bourg, we were amazed by the 
acres and acres of grape vines. Now we could easily 
understand why France is said to produce many of the 
best-known wines in the world. On every side were 
extensive vineyards, fruit groves and gardens. We were 
just beginning to see the beauty of France. The houses 
among the vineyards were quaint and attractive. Most 



8 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

of them were farm houses which were well cared for, 
and, even though very old, were in fine condition. 
Gradually, our impression of the country and its people 
changed, and before leaving the town of Bourg, we 
made numerous friends, toward whom we have enter- 
tained a lasting good-will. 

BOURG 

Arriving at Bourg, we detrained and each organi- 
zation began hiking to its respective billet. There were 
no barracks in Bourg, so the soldiers were quartered 
with many of the inhabitants as well as in schools, 
bakeries and "movie" halls. 

At Bourg there is a building known as the "An- 
cienne Citadel," and because it was used as a strong- 
hold in the war against England, it became famous. 
The most illustrious kings and potentates of France had 
dwelt within its walls. Just previous to the war it had 
been the residence of a wealthy wine merchant, and his 
handsome furnishings still remained. Here it was that 
our regiment's headquarters were located and the cleri- 
cal force was quartered. 

The village of Bourg is located on a hill and near the 
junction of the Gironde and Garonne rivers. The vil- 
lage is small and most of the people are farmers and 
manufacturers of wine. In fact, it is the greatest wine- 
producing village of France, and we had ample time 
and appetite to test its products. 

There were no large cathedrals, theatres or business 
places such as we had seen in Angouleme, but this was 
more than offset by a different feeling toward the boys. 



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We had made our way into the hearts of the people of 
the village, and that we were the best disciplined and 
most gentlemanly regiment that had ever been billeted 
there. They invited us to their homes, and many of 
the boys ate Christmas dinner with French families. 
Everywhere we were shown hospitality, and the people 
openly declared their appreciation for what the Ameri- 
can soldiers had done for France. But what pleased us 
most was the compliment that the town mayor paid us 
at our review. 

Intensive drilling had now been dropped and more 
time was devoted to physical exercise. The men 
went on long hikes, had football games, wrestling 
matches, boxing and other sports. Each battery had a 
large company fund, so we were well fed. There was 
also a regimental canteen, where fruit, candy and to- 
baccos were obtainable. It was without doubt the best 
place we had visited. But we were "homeward bound," 
and nothing but an order to move on nearer could give 
us much delight. At the end of three weeks at Bourg 
we received orders to move to Ambares. We left Bourg 
at five o'clock in the evening and, with light marching 
order, hiked to Ambares, a distance of seventeen miles. 
The village of Ambares was small and scattered. There 
had been great numbers of troops here previous to our 
arrival, so we attracted little attention. We were bil- 
leted in various parts of the town, and it seemed im- 
possible to get the entire organization together at any 
one time. There was nothing here which interested us. 
We were not allowed to leave the area which we occu- 



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pied, and the company kitchens were located quite some 
distance from the billets. It rained continually dur- 
ing our entire stay, and everything seemed unpleasant 
and unsatisfactory. 

GENICART 

The desire to move stirred us more and more, and 
we hourly wished for orders. They at last came and 
at five o'clock in the afternoon we marched to Genicart. 
It was at this camp that we were deloused. The regi- 
ment marched in one organization after another. We 
lined up according to the passenger list, prepared to be 
deloused. Nothing was to be retained. Hats, blouses, 
shirts, overcoats, raincoats and leggings were thrown 
into separate heaps as the men filed in one by one. In- 
side the barracks we discarded our trousers, undercloth- 
ing, socks and shoes, and took a warm shower. We 
were then examined physically and passed out while 
receiving new clothes and ordnance equipment. It was 
about two o'clock in the evening when we began to pass 
through the delouser, and the last detachment finished 
about eleven at night. We then went to our barracks — 
comfortable ones, with wooden bunks and straw mat- 
tresses. The next day the Lieutenant-Colonel Inspector 
of the embarkation camp inspected our regiment and 
we were ready to sail for home. 

Genicart was the first camp which afforded us any 
professional amusement. The Young Men's Christian 
Association had several fine performers and movies 
every afternoon and evening. We could have coffee, 
sandwiches, doughnuts and cookies daily from nine in 



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the morning until nine at night — so the one week's stay 
was rather pleasant. 

PAUILLAC 

Our next destination was Pauillac, and the journey to 
this place was very disagreeable. We were carried on 
small lighters, and throughout the entire trip the rain 
beat upon us, and when, at length, we landed, we were 
drenched to the skin. To add to our discomfort, we 
were quartered in a large building which had been 
used as a factory for the construction of hydro-aero- 
planes. It was nearly a glass structure, and many of 
the panes were broken, allowing the wind and rain to 
come through, rendering it impossible to occupy certain 
parts of the building. Fires were of little use. In 
order to keep warm, extra blankets had to be supplied. 
We spent about two weeks at Pauillac, and were fur- 
nished with entertainment in the large theatre. There 
was also a Young Men's Christian Association, which 
had a canteen, and in addition a Knights of Columbus 
building. All these places were continually crowded, 
as the camp at this time contained approximately ten 
thousand men. Our stay at Pauillac soon came to an 
end. We were there exactly two weeks, when we found 
ourselves, at last, marching to the docks to embark. 
We were carried by lighters to the United States trans- 
port "Madawaska." 

HOMEWARD BOUND 

The journey was a long, rough and tedious one. 
After fifteen days on the briny deep, we arrived at 
Newport News. The day was clear and warm, and 



12 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

every aspect of nature seemed to add to our happiness. 
At last, we landed amidst the exultation and rejoicing 
of the people at the pier and, indeed, our own joy at 
having once again set foot in God's country, was not 
ordinary. As we marched to Camp Stuart the air re- 
sounded with song and cheer. 

At Camp Stuart we were again deloused and were 
then ready to proceed to Camp Eustis, our old "hunting 
ground." Everything was now prepared for demobili- 
zation, and the men were told that they would be sent 
in small groups to the camp nearest their homes. Coin- 
cident with this announcement, an epidemic of mumps 
broke out, and we were quarantined for two weeks. 
Finally, through the efforts of Majors McDonald and 
Atkin, the quarantine was lifted and demobilization 
began. 

The happy men left in small groups for the camps 
nearest their homes, and everywhere were heard the 
last "good byes." Addresses were rapidly copied in a 
last effort to keep in touch with friends, shouting, cheer- 
ing and singing, added to the closing features of the 
one-time Forty-seventh Artillery. Thus there passed 
from the active service of Uncle Sam back to civil life 
a body of men improved in mind and health, better 
fitted than ever to take up their work of Americaniza- 
tion and taught by experience the most valuable treas- 
ure of all — the methods which may best be employed 
for the general uplift of their fellow-citizens and com- 
panion soldiers. 




"I guess France ain't what she used to be." 
"No, and, by , she never was 1" 




SCENES IN FRA.NCE. 



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Our Experiences in France. . . .Corp. Fred. S. Peabody 

The Soldier Ben Jackson 

Autocracy Dethroned Ancil Cyde Shofner 

A Wagoner R. L. E. Tognazzini 

Official Dope Ancil Clyde Shofner 

The Rats M. Crowley 

Victory for Civilization Ben Jackson 

Some Phrases Heard in France G. W. S. 

The Three Mischief Makers M. Crowley 

The Naughty Motor Truck Anonymous 

Mack and Slemen M. Crowley 



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'©ur (Experiencesf in Jfrance/' 

Our country's call we've answered well, 

And we're homeward bound our tale to tell. 

Some are draftees, some volunteers. 

And aged from teens to fifty years. 

Most ev'ry state we represent; 

From varied work to war we went. 

We think the Kaiser was advised 

That in France we had arrived. 

Of course he knew it was no use 

To buck us, so he called a truce. 

(Leastways, that's how we feel — 

Just 'mongst ourselves, as though 'twas real). 

But, friends, all joking, laid aside, 
We are entitled to some pride; 
We're members of the A. E. F., 
And for the cause would fight to death. 
But, though we ne'er faced gas or shell 
Of rain and mud we sure can tell. 

It was at Brest that first we stuck 
Our feet in sticky slimy muck; 
An awful place to have a camp, 
So cold, sloppy and awful damp. 
That half us did not get the "Flu" 
Was a wonder ('tween me and you). 

They said the camp was one for rest, 
Which was camouflage at its best. 
Always up long before t'was light, 
We worked like mules from morn 'til night. 
Breakfast and supper in pitch dark. 
Believe me, folks, that was no lark. 

From Brest to Angouleme we rode 

In cars where forty was the load, 

Though there was only room for twenty. 

Of canned "willie" we had plenty. 

The motion of the ancient cars 

Was slow and full of jerks and jars. 

We had just started in to train, 

When "Bill" from war thought he'd abstain 

Against that mighty Khaki wave. 

'Twas the only way that he could save 

The "Fatherland" from rack and ruin, 

And the Yanks his dupes from siewin'. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 15 

One day, we never will forget — 
I can hear the cheers a'ringing yet. 
'Twas when the "armistice" was signed, 
When from war the Boche resigned. 
The French went wild and so did we ; 
Our cheers were joined for Liberty. 

Then captains said we're homeward bound. 
Believe me, folks, some joyful sound 
Burst from our throats upon that day; 
But we didn't know we had to stay 
Listening to rumors three months more, 
Or p'r'aps instead we would have swore. 

Every now and then we'd move, 

And then our spirits would improve — 

For old Dame Rumor always said 

That to the boat we're being led, 

And that her nose would soon make foam 

As she carried us safely home. 

But such was not our luck we'd find, 
As to our billets we were assigned; 
First at Bourg then old Ambares — 
In unused homes and barns we'd stay. 
At night on beds of hay we'd lay, 
Tired from drill or hike each day. 

One day we moved to Genicart, 
From there for home we would depart 
As soon as we went through the "mill" 
And came out all dressed "fit to kill" 
In new O. D.'s and hobnailed shoes. 
I'll say that no one had the blues. 

The "Y" at Genicart was grand; 

There by the hour in line we'd stand 

To get that coffee and cookies. 

And a lot of other goodies. 

A cheering word from Mrs. Sloan 

Helped to make us feel at home. 

One rainy morn at 2 a. m. 

The bugle roused us sleepy men. 

'Twas the day we were to leave old France — 

No one dreamed there was any chance 

That a rock lay in our homeward path. 

Or surely there'd been signs of wrath. 

The boys will say that was some walk 
From Genicart down to the dock. 
With heavy packs in pouring rain. 
After all, we'd planned in vain, 
We did not sail for home at all. 
And it did make us sour as gall. 



i6 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Down the river we sailed on tugs, 
With disappointment on our "mugs." 
We left our boats at Pauillac 
And found our bunks in a great big shack 
With room for twice five thousand men. 
We hope to see it ne'er again. 

It was cold and many were sick, 
About the food we had to kick. 
The only warmth was at the "Y" 
Or at the "K. C." right near by. 
Most ev'ry night there was a show, 
But anxious hearts made time go slow. 

Well, time wore on and came the day 
When we at last were on our way 
To the homeland, far across 
The sea where so much has been lost, 
But now was free of submarine, 
And free for all to plow its green. 

The trip was rough, and mighty waves 

Tossed us about on worst of days. 

On the fifteenth day we spied some land — 

Cape Henry with its welcome sand. 

Our hearts were filled with joy and pride. 

Glad to end the tedious ride. 

A few days then at Stuart we stayed. 
And had "boo koo" eats, long delayed. 
Then back to Camp Eustis we moved, 
A camp that we always have "loved," 
Yet a fit place for us to bury 
Our mem'ries of Brest and be merry. 

In closing, friends, just let me say 
That we never knew a happier day 
Than that when we our discharge took. 
And headed for that sacred nook 
Where royal welcome waited us, 
And bugle calls no more we'd cuss. 

Corporal Fred S. Peabody, 
Hq. Co. 47 Arty. CAC. 



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Stirred in a mighty conglomerate hoard, 
Distinguished by naught but a name ; 
Cherished by none, but imbittered and bored, 
By those who see all men the same. 

Man among men who are pushing ahead 
The grimness of war stamped on each 
Soul among souls that are hardened and dead 
They hear not though hard you beseech. 

Thus runs the wail of the lonesome recruits 
When first they encounter the hell 
Soon to find out that our men are not brutes 
And join in the fight with a yell. 

There's demons of death! and evangels of peace! 
They're saving the world from its blight. 
Guarding a wonderful try-colored fleece 
Astonishing the world with their might! 

Ben Jackson, 



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9utocratp ©etfjroneb. 

'Tis done ! The reign of kings is o'er. 
We come to face a better world 
Where haughty tyrants rule no more, 
And despots from their thrones are hurled. 

The servant, who, on bended knees. 
Implored his king for daily bread 
Nor dared his majesty displease 
Demands his rights today instead. 

Oh freedom ! Thou art dearly bought. 
When human lives must pay the price 
Where all the privileges we sought 
Were bought, by human sacrifice. 

Well may we boast of liberty 

And all the privilege it can give 

But let us not ungrateful be 

To those who died, that it might live. 

One hundred thousand boys from home 
Who dared to come and take the chance 
Are buried here across the foam 
In an unmarked grave. Somewhere in France. 

Ten thousand mothers o'er the sea 
Grieve now, for those they can't recall ; 
For those who died for liberty. 
Their sons who came and gave their all. 



1 8 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Oh mothers! Grieve not for the lost. 
No nobler work was ever wrought. 
Be proud of him, forget the cost. 
He gained the ends for which he fought. 

He helped dethrone the kings of earth, 
And set the nations free ; 
And thus exemplified his worth, 
To human rights and liberty. 

Our gratitude shall never die. 
And as the future years advance. 
We'll not forget the boys that lie 
Beneath the sod, Somewhere in France. 

Ancil Clyde Shofner, 
Battery "E" 47th Art C. A. C. 



a OTasoner. 



I never thought I'd join the army 
Till the day when I did see, 
Our leaders needed soldiers 
To fight for liberty. 

So through McDowell where I enlisted 
From there to the Presedio, 
And there I stayed six weeks awaiting 
The time to come for me to go. 

But at last we took a train 

The continent to cross, 

To say how long at this camp we'd be 

We all were at a loss. 

And there was formed the 47th 

Of coast artillery, 

At last content that we'd see action 

Across the deep blue sea. 

But in three days I got an order 
To leave for Fort Monroe, 
To study up on automobiles 
And how to make them go. 

And there we had some trying times 
Fighting the Spanish Flu, 
But nothing short of death itself 
Would hold me there I knew. 

I had my mind so thoroughly set 
That with Bat. F. I'd be. 
When those boys pulled up to the front 
To fight for victory. 

Now back to Eustis I did go 

To join my pals again. 

And found them all prepared to leave 

So our hopes were not in vain. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 19 

The "top kick" said now shake it up 
And turn in all your clothes, 
And draw your "overseas" equipment 
Before this outfit goes. 

Next morning we all rolled our packs 
Put on our hobnail shoes, 
We took a train about ten o'clock 
And left for Newport News. 

Well, there we stayed just long enough 
For a few preparations 
And everybody had to pass 
A final examination. 

In this whole big regiment 

I truthfully can say. 

You could not find a single man 

You could persuade to stay. 

We got onto the Re d'ltalia 
On the 13th of October, 
And on the voyage going across 
Were very few stayed sober. 

For kegs of wine someone discovered 
Down in the old ship's hold, 
And better wine than this I'll say 
Has never as yet been sold. 

Things all went so smoothly on 
Till our competent crew. 
Fired a shot at some hostile thing 
Out on the ocean blue. 

Our chasers were right on the job 
And chased the thing away. 
But whether fish or submarine 
'Tis not known to this day. 

I'll bring this poem to an end. 
When we landed there at Brest, 
For I dare not put the words in here 
That would explain the rest. 

But confidently I'll say to you 
We did not get to fight, 
For the Kaiser had got wind of us 
And beat it out of sight. 

If he had not been so speedy 
In pulling in his horns, 
Why, Bat. F. would get his goat 
As sure as he was born. 

Composed by 

R. L. E. Tognazzini. 



20 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 



<2^ffittal JBopt. 

We landed full of cheer and hope 
And tho't we'd get a rest 
Alas! Our hopes went glimmering 
As we hit the mud at Brest. 

For sixteen hours every day 
We hoped and prayed in vain 
For a quick and sure deliverance 
From the mud and cold and rain. 

At last that cherished hour came 
We received it with a yell 
But also the same old story 
We had made a step toward Hell. 

We trust that though it happened 
We may never see again 
Full forty men packed in a space 
Just big enough for ten. 

At last we cannot grumble 
For as Sergeant Cole has said 
They told us we were going 
And we want to go ahead. 

We hear ten thousand rumors 

From sources all unseen 

From the highest source of knowledge 

To the rear of the latrine. 

The transports are in waiting 
And the only thing that bars 
Is the lack of proper orders 
And the absence of the cars. 

Now the cars have just been emptied 
And are standing on the track 
But the Colonel's gone to Paris 
And we'll go when he gets back. 

Now I got this dope official 
And this is the explanation 
The only thing that's holding us 
Is lack of transportation. 

Well now I heard a sergeant say 
That claimed to have it straight 
That we'd leave tomorrow morning 
Just as the clock struck eight. 



SIORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 21 

So we listen to the rumors 
From morning until night 
Everyone a-guessing 
And no one guessing right. 

But let us all be patient 
When the rumors cease to flow 
I think we'll pack our outfit up 
And hit it for Bordeaux. 

Then another week of trouble 
As we rough it on the deep 
And a lot of darn disturbance 
When the quiet ones want to sleep. 

Then we'll greet our native homeland 
Let us hope for no delays 
When we'll get our final discharge 
And go our separate ways. 

And we'll feel that we can face 
All our comrades on the level 
Just because we all have gone 
And been troubled like the devil. 

And we'll meet the smooth hand slacker 
But we will not stop to scorn 
For we certainly do not envy 
Him, the clothes that he has worn. 

So we'll settle down to business 
At the ending of the strife 
As we go about our labor 
In the different walks of life. 

Ancil Clyde Shofner, 
Battery "E" 4th Art. C. A. C. 
A. E. F., France. 



22 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

In an ancient barn at Ambares there were about 60 of the company- 
billeted. Here it iwas that the rats began their activities every night 
about 9 o'clock and kept it up till the sun came out next morning. 

You may talk about your pests 

That are found in woods back here; 
Or you may think that the hornets' nests 

Would make you shake with fear; 
But the worst of all our troubles 

In the land of many battles 
Was the dread of those awful rats 

The dirty, noisy, lousy, stingy brats. 

They came at night when it was dark 

With many a squeak, a squeal and lark; 
They nibbled your toes in search of food 

Till they made you holler out aloud, 
They danced and scampered around the floor, 

And kept you awake till half-past four. 
Curse those bloorain' sons of guns. 

Wish we'd meet them with the huns. 
The war was over, but still they came, 

Our rest to break it was their game; 
The German fled before our fire. 

But those demon rats knew no retire. 
We threw our shoes around the room 

Towards every patter with some boom ; 
But 'twas no use, they continued their play 

Till relief did come at dawn of day. 

Pvt. M. Crowley, 

Supply Co^ 

"Victor? for Civilisation. 

For centuries these castle walls of France 

Have sent their various echoes rolling back. 

They've watched the march of age; the great advance 

Of man, from all but beast, (who, like the pack 

Would roam the hills, with food his only goal) 

To gentlemen, with intellect and will ; 

More worthy, as a temple for the soul ; 

More strength to crush the vice resisting still. 

Of late has vice encroached on man again. 

That vicious instinct gaining upper hold, 

A relic of the wild barbarian, 

The doom of peace, and countless soldiers bold. 

These mossy walls beheld the vlUians creep 

Upon a nobler race to scatter death. 

They did not win! And no, we did not sleep! 

The Yankees came and brought reviving breath! 

Ben Jackson, 
Bat. "D."" 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 23 



^ome $fjrafi(e£; Jleartr in jfrance. 

"You cannot stand there, soldier-boy," 
First greeted our ears at sea; 
This saying was common and some kill-joy. 
For it meant MOVE ON to me. 

"Relieve the wheel and lookout," too. 

Was a favorite stunt of the GOB, 

And the peanut whistle pierced through and through 

Just to tell they were on the job. 

"Land Ho" — seemed good until we found 
The climate tres movay ; 
But even Brest had a welcome sound. 
How about it, F Batteray? 

"Allay, Allay, Toot Sweet, Toot Sweet," 
The brave American shouts, 
To drive off pestering Frogs whose feet 
Move slow in big sabots. 

Also at midnight hour we hear 
These words in some cafe, 
When a big M. P. looks in so near 
To drive me and buddy away. 

"Vin blanc, Vin rouge" we saw and heard 
And few to drink did lack; 
But you'll agree we all concurred 
In toasting "Mamselle Cognac." 

"La Guerre Fennie" means the war is o'er, 
And we BELIEVED it; but say, 
Before we reached our native shore 
"Feenie" meant work hard and no pay. 

"Feenie, Feenie" the froggies cried 
When they heard the Boche had fled ; 
But we know somebody must have lied 
When they kept us in France instead. 

"Adieu" was a word we came to know 
And were not sorry to hear; 
After traveling Europe to and fro 
Our own native soil grew most dear. 

I said, "Adieu" stirred our hearts with emotion. 

And in that last farewell 

There mingled a feeling of deep devotion 

To FRANCE, Land of Sorrrow, where heroes dwell. 

— G. W. S. 



24 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Says Doc and Stockie and Crowley one day 
"We mustn't allow them to fix our bunks that way 

So tonight we'll get them, whether they like it or not 
And we'll throw Hollis' bunk out into the lot" 

That night when King Hollis thought it time to retire 
He went to his bunk, but lo! It was not there. 

"The beggers, the brutes the crazy galloots 

I'll get them at reveille before the bugle toots." 

Says Doc and Stockie and Crowley once more, 
"We'll get them again, this time while they snore; 

So let's go to the "Y" and see us a show 
And when we come back we won't be so slow." 

They returned to their quarters at half past ten, 

And piled two ton of wood on brother Henschen's den; 

He got very mad and for the first time did he swear 
For he had to work getting the wood out of there. 

Now Doc and Stockie and Crowley are very good friends 
And for practical jokes and tricks have no ends; 

So they tipped over the bunks of Schmeiter and Green 
Till Rinehart assured them they did the job clean. 

Schmeiter was mad and raved like a boar, 
And swore before morn he'd make some one sore. 

Green said nothing but went to his cot, 

Seeming quite happy with his miserable lot. 

Doc and Stockie and Crowley were not content 
At having the squad-room without an event; 

They opened the windows and doors, to be sure, 
That Kelley and Gus might feel insecure. 

They threatened to make an excursion upstairs 
To start a panic and cause many fears; 

But Reek and his gang wouldn't take any chance. 
So to avert a catastrophe they prepared in advance. 

At the head of the stairs they placed beaucoup pails 
Filled to the brim with water and nails, 

And a bum named McKay they placed as a sentry 
To sound the alarm when the trio made entry. 

But Doc and Stockie and Crowley were wise. 
So went to the theatre and made goo goo eyes; 

For there at the show were many nice girls 

With faces very pretty and heads full of curls. 

Doc and Stockie and Crowley you'll hear of again, 
They^re demons you know, don't let them in; 

They'll throw down your bunks, and your blankets too 
Will be strewn on the floor for fear of the Flu. 

M. Crowley. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 25 

Larson had a motor truck 
'Twas an English W. D, 
And everywhere that Larson went 
The gol darn truck was sure to be. 

It followed him to Bourg one day 
Which was quite the proper way 
It made the detail laugh and play 
To see him back through a French cafe. 

Anonymous. 

iWac anh S)Iemen. 

'Twas in a town called Ambares 

Where we lived in old-time barns, 
That Slemen and Mac were made K. P.'s 

And told their funny yarns. 

They drank vin-blanc and cognac, 

Vin-rouge and port-Bordeaux 
To digest their dinner of hard tack 

While Miller searched them high and low. 

Oft they returned with a funny jag. 

To clean the pans and toe the mark; 
While Slemen washed the coffee bag 

Mac was there with his usual lark. 

Mac and Slemen went out one day 

To get a beer and quench a thirst; 
Away they went through Ambares 

Each telling the other he'd be first. 

Back they came to the other K. Ps., 
With Crowley and Rigby to help them along; 

For Doc and Crowley wouldn't let the M Ps 
Put Slemen and Mac where they didn't belong. 

Now Slemen is cook, God bless the mark 

While Mac is unhappy K. P., 
They were left in France soon to embark 
And Crowley and Rigby did the K. P. 

Pvt. M. Crowley, 

Poet Laureate of Supply Co. 



26 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 



^mons tlje ({Officers!. 

The sale of band music in Paris and Bordeaux looked 
up immensely while the Forty-seventh was over. 



The Colonel says that no cook is properly qualified 
who cannot talk intelligently to a rolling kitchen. 



One job Slue-foot Bill did not complete, was that 
wild chase after old Ben Fisher out of Amgouleme. 
Ben had a five-mile start before anybody knew he was 
out joy riding after "baggage." 

■•• •»• •». 

Introducing Bill Marcet, of Plaisance, the famous 
Angouleme wine artist, friend of all thirsty souls. 



Oh! Waters, Oh! Waters where were you that night. 



Capt. Varela's dome took on a more dazzling brilli- 
ance as he sat there between Ayres and McCoy at old 
Bill's, and the later you came, the brighter it shined 
until the Rosee ceased to flow. 

>•• ••• .«. 

Capt. Ingersoll refused to drink any champagne in 
Angouleme. ''It makes one talk so slushingly." 



Pers. Adj. — I wonder how Hanna and Moyer are 
progressing after that tilt with Spike Hennessy near 
Genicart. 

Surgeon — Haven't heard, but that sure was a close 
shave. 




-'''h^7l-X7^-?t. 



"She's a fine ship — after what we came over on, I can hardly believe it." 
■'What did you expect? A pair of WATER FINGS?'" 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 27 

"Mai a la gorge — toot sweet" — that is what delayed 
one of our brave companions in France. 

The surgeon will miss those pleasant inspection trips 
and loving conversations with Battery Commanders. 

.«• .«. .«. 

The major has agreed to write up an interesting trea- 
tise on the cultivation of French lettuce as observed in 
Lieut. Heller's dining-room at Angouleme. 

••• •»• ••> 

Colonel Gatchell, of Pauillac reports that a syndicate 
has bought up the "pride of Bath-house Charlie" and 
is distributing rare turkish baths @ uh ! franc. Such 
is fame in foreign countries. 



Chaplain Burling got lost in France. We haven't 
heard from him yet, but hope he escapes from those 
mademoiselles over there. 



We first discovered Harvey in an obscure little vil- 
lage beyond the suburbs of Angouleme. He was hobb- 
ling around on a cane,— Town Major and lord of all he 
surveyed. 

Now look at him! 



Maybe that's why Hanna remained a bachelor. 



Weiser, we congratulate you on your decoration. Our 

hero! 

«•• ••• .«• 

Major Jemison wants to know who in Sam Hill put 
that regiment on the train in the cold, gray, dawn at 
Angouleme. Whoever it was, he got the "wish-bone 
where the back-bone ought to be." 



28 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Valera counted fifty-three gondolas, but the R. T. O. 
counted fifty. A slight discrepancy, but Oh! what a 
rumpus when Ingersoll was left out in the cold. 

Did anyone ever see that R. T. O. count accurately 
anyway? 

Conroy and Carl spent entirely too much time on the 
pier at Brest guarding baggage. The poor boys would 
stand out in the cold mist night after night faithfully 
guarding that baggage. Under no circumstances would 
they consider leaving their posts even for a little nip at 
the nearby cafe's, or a talk with the bar-maid. 

Enroute to Angouleme. Everybody drunk on the 
train but the Chaplain; so he was of all men the most 
miserable. On comes a smart French general and sits 
down near Lieutenant Wilson. So far; so good. Then 
all of a sudden somebody had to go and spill the 
beans! ? ! * ! Result: Forty-seventh regiment dis- 
graced — Chaplain mortified! 

Major A — "Will you or will you not move that 
kitchen?" 

Captain V — "Not until I get a written order from 
General Pershing, by gosh! 



La Fitte had a perfectly good battalion parade started 
at Angouleme. 

Pass in review: Squads Right; March. 

Just then somebody had to butt in at the most critical 
moment and ruin the whole show. Such is life in the 
army. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 29 

Col. Moore wore out one pair of boots and one per- 
fectly good baton, and chewed up an entire case of gum 
before we lost him near Lacorneau. After getting into 
that mess the lord only knows what he chewed on. 



No, No, No, says Spear: That's not the way we do 
in our little armory in Manhattan. 



McBride certainly put away those little "Eau de 
vies" and other trivial matters. But he always had to 
take his hat ofif to "Old Man" Bridger; at least, so 
Bridger says. 



Scene: Main street of Ambares in front of Regimen- 
tal Headquarters: 

Time: Day of departure for Genicart. 

Several trucks go by like bats out of Hades. 

"Whose trucks are those?" quoth the Colonel. 

"Ours," replied someone. 

Several more trucks shoot by piled up high with 
equipment. 

"What is that in those trucks, piled up so high?" 
quoth the Colonel. 

"Looks like packs," someone replied. 

"PACKS!" quoth the Colonel, "What is the meaning 
of this?" 

Just at that moment Battery E swung gaily around a 
bend in the road, stepping along at a fine clip singing 
and whistling. Not a single man was carrying a pack. 

Then OLD GERONIMO RAVED. 



30 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

(general 0xhtxi. 

(To Be Taught All Discharged Soldiers.) 

1. To accept my discharge and take all Government 
property in view and beat it home. 

2. To accept my discharge in a military manner, 
keeping always on the alert and observing that it will 
not be revoked before I get out of sight and hearing. 

3. To take the fastest train. Not to stop at any mili- 
tary post on my way home. 

4. To repeat all rumors that are nearer Headquarters 
than my home. 

5. Not to quit civil life after being properly dis- 
charged. 

6. To receive, believe and pass on to my children all 
statements confirming General Sherman's idea of war. 

7. To talk to no one about re-enlisting. 

8. In case of the presence of the recruiting officer, to 
sound the alarm. 

9. When I am at my girl's home, allow no soldiers 
or gobs on or about my post. 

10. In all cases not covered by instructions, to claim 
exemption. 

11. To salute all officers who aided in obtaining my 
discharge, and all Budweiser and Brandy in sight. 

12. To be especially watchful at night and to allow- 
no one to pass without buying a drink. 



BATI 








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ANOTHER TRANS-ATLANTIC FLIGHT 
'Hello, fellows, you guys going to FLY home?' 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 31 






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N August 22, 1918, there came a call to the 
various camps of the country for a number 
of men to assemble at Camp Eustis, Va., to 
compose the Forty-seventh Regiment of the 
Coast Artillery Corps. In response to the call, men 
from these camps made hurried preparations to leave. 
Throughout the camp limits of Fort Hancock, New 
Jersey, Fort Terry, New York, and a few more, men 
could be seen throwing bundles of equipment together 
and making the pack for "heavy marching order." 

It was a hot morning on August 23 when we were 
called for general inspection. This being ended early 
and a "double-time" dinner served, the train was filled 
with "Old Dominion" soldiers and was soon on its way 
to Virginia. 

Two o'clock in the afternoon of August 24 troops 
began to arrive in the camp, and by August 26 the roster 
of Battery "A" was complete. 

Upon our arrival in the new camp the first thing to 
be considered was organization. That this might be 
accomplished, we made ready to march to quarters. We 
''fell in and counted off" by the old rusty railroad track; 
then we were marched to our quarters, about a mile 
away. At this place our trouble began. We moved 
into all the wooden buildings on both sides of the street. 
But finally there came a roll-call, and we were assigned 



32 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

to our different batteries. The assignment was com- 
pleted on the evening of August 24. Our officers were 
Captain McBride, Lieutenant Lonsdale and Lieutenant 
Bridger. The non-commissioned staff was assigned and 
Sergeant Deegan became First Sergeant on August 24, 

Being tired after our first day's work, we soon fell 
asleep. After what seemed to us a few minutes, we 
heard three blasts of the whistle. Sergeant Rebow's 
footsteps were heard and then came the call, "Every- 
body out!" We came out in an excited manner. It 
couldn't be morning; was it a fire? Buskell came run- 
ning out without his leggings; all we could see of 
Drummond was the stump of a finger protruding 
through the window, the rest was soon to follow. We 
"fell in, right dressed, counted off," and then ran for 
mess. This interested us more than reveille. We had 
salmon that morning. Shannon helped matters some; 
he had a can of jam that had been opened two days. 
Stump, who can eat almost anything, gave it a trial. 
Hanley said : "I like jam, but"- Zing! the whistle! 

Sunday! Three blasts of that whistle. This whistle 
was anything but a soldier's friend. "Fall in!" A lit- 
tle military instruction. Sergeant Scully had charge 
of one section and he asked for experiences. "Tell some- 
thing that ever happened to any of you." Frees started. 
"I — I — was on, on." "Stand up like a soldier when 
you talk to a non-commissioned officer," commanded 
the Sergeant. Frees thought it easier to let the story go, 
so he never finished it. Thirteen men were put to grub- 
bing stumps. Israel must have thought thirteen an un- 
lucky number because he soon was over in the Young 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 33 

Men's Christian Association building. The rest of Bat- 
tery "A" carried iron beds. 

Most of the time for the first two weeks in Camp 
Eustis we were put on stump details. Button distin- 
guished himself as a master stump digger. He missed 
reveille every second morning. It may be said, how- 
ever, that "first call" came very early, and it took a man 
with iron nerve to crawl from a soft bunk just to stand 
at attention for reveille. Button didn't have nerve; he 
had meat. Bramon came to the front with the pick and 
shovel. He broke a number of shovel handles — lean- 
ing on them. He said: "I can't soldier with a shovel 
and a hoe." Fatigue was followed by a bracer. It was 
a good one, too. It braced us up two hours and down 
four. That was guard. "Walk my post in a million 
different manner." Kalven trotted up and down the 
guard path ; he saw something coming. It was the Offi- 
cer of the Day. "Halt!" The officer stopped. Fin- 
ally, the officer said : "Well, what do you say?" Kalven 
replied: "What do you say yourself?" 

Aside from guard duty and fatigue, we had drills. 
Drills came between fatigue. We "fatigued" eight 
hours a day, but always had plenty of time for drills. 
We had calisthenics, too. This was a medical sort of 
affair. Because of its after efifect, we called it "cali- 
physics." Sergeant Divone was "caliphysician." All 
this was "clown stunts." I don't know whether we were 
the clowns or Sergeant Divone. To tell the truth, he 
looked more like one. We got this all mixed up. Some- 
how in that mix-up our feet would get twisted and we 
would do more than was expected. After calisthenics 



34 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

came infantry drills. This was the limit. In fact, the 
drills were limited to two hours between rests. We had 
^'squads east and squads west" until we were dizzy. We 
admit it was strenuous work, but we had to have a cer- 
tain amount of it before we could sail. Together with 
this drill, a special schedule was issued. Certain ser- 
geants instructed certain sections. It was specific in- 
struction in hygiene and camp sanitation. These classes 
proved very helpful; everything was discussed from a 
cut finger to a black eye. Before many hours "Sister" 
Harrington ran his eye into Bugler Basse's fist and we 
made use of the instruction. 

Although we, as recruits, found our drills rather 
tedious and difficult, each day's work together served to 
create a closer bond of friendship with one another. 
Each bit of work, every meeting in the street, each meet- 
ing in the wash-house, all corrtributed toward building 
friendship, creating respect, moulding a soldierly love 
until we were bound together in a bond of warm friend- 
ship and fellowship. 

Having associated as soldiers for a few days, we 
conversed with one another freely, exchanged confi- 
dences and learned each other's ideas on various sub- 
jects. These days and evenings spent together consti- 
tuted the beginning of fellowship and made camp life 
worth living. 

About this time there came a change of officers. Our 
Captain was transferred, and later the other officers 
were also transferred. August 28 brought Captain 
Chappel; September 19, Lieutenant Curtin; October i, 
Lieutenant Tarnerand; October 3, Lieutenant Facki- 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 35 

ner. These were our permanent officers. The com- 
mands must come from a new stafif. 

Everything moved on as before. Friendship grew; 
all v^^ere friends. We were all soldiers together. Camp 
Eustis furnished a lot of material for conversation. 
Usually the mess line was a place to discuss our neigh- 
bor. That mess line was a complicated affair. Ting! 
the whistle. "Fall in for mess!" Everybody ran over 
everybody else. Soon the jam and jar was over and we 
had more jam in the mess line than in the mess hall. 
De Santis got loud and said : "When do we eat?" And 
by the time he had finished "Red" Downing sang, "And 
the meals I got away with back home!" "Get in line 

there, what the !" That was Nye. Then Lautz, 

poor Lautz, the educated faker, "back on the end of the 
line for you." And we were all friends. The mess- 
line gossip changed a little one day. Usually the Mess 
Sergeant was the topic. "Sergeant Steponaitisis is feed- 
ing us." 

We had a little more detail — five men went on 
kitchen duty every day. Private Glaser liked the 
kitchen. Always about his work he could be heard 
■singing "Beautiful K-K-K-P, wonderful K-P." "Wash 
these pans, Glaser," was added by Cook Schneider. We 
were not K. P.s all the time, however, for there were 
days of rest. These were termed "holidays." Most of 
these were "holi-evenings." 

Supper being over, the evening recreation began. Up 

the broad, hard and partially dusted road, soldiers could 

be seen walking in groups. Occasionally they were 

jnated off in pairs. There were Corporals Most and 



36 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Lang, Sergeants McNamara and Kummer. It was a 
walk for pleasure. Every few steps brought men along 
from Battery "A." They were our boys and we were 
proud to walk and talk with them. Besides our even- 
ing walks, the squad rooms were often places of pleasant 
association. After retreat many of the boys gathered 
together and conversed on familiar topics. Often, after 
the local happenings had been discussed, we would slip 
back for a little while to the long ago. Some memory 
of a fellow's sweetheart who had so proudly given that 
boy to her country, would escape his lips, and, gazing 
about, he would break into an old-time melody and 
walk to his bunk. We were far from home and would 
go much farther. Home was much talked about; Mul- 
holland gave a story from the Central North; Blanton 
and Mack, from the Far West; Corporals Newport and 
Wagoner, with a real homelike story from the Sunny 
South, and Cataldo, with a last and forgotten sweet- 
heart of the East. This made us realize who waited at 
home to welcome the victorious soldier. There is a 
tender chord of sympathy in the heart of every man, 
even though he is serving in the capacity of a soldier. 
It was those evenings spent together that aided all of us 
to respect and revere that high principle of humanity — 
our country first, last and always. 

After such pleasant association we would slip off to 
bed, there to slumber and to dream of things in the long, 
long ago. Perhaps tomorrow was inspection or a hard 
day's work. We did not care ; we were very happy. 

The life was far from melancholy. We had several 
things to occupy our minds, even on holidays. Usually 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 37 

Saturday and Sunday were holidays, save for inspec- 
tion, which occurred at nine o'clock Saturday morning. 
Inspection included that of rifles, equipment, clothing 
and quarters. Immense enjoyment was found in the 
celebration of these days. Labor Day was one of the 
extraordinary holidays. We dug ditches all day. 
Young said : "This man's army gets me." That evening 
"Right Oblique" Moran applied to the First Sergeant, 
saying: "If the Government had a school to produce 
ninety-day farmers, he sure wanted to go." 

When we weren't celebrating, we were being enter- 
tained. The Young Men's Christian Association fur- 
nished amusement. Battery "A" was fortunate to sched- 
ule a date for the quartette. That was enough. We 
had music ever after. The body of singers were en- 
tirely from Battery "A" — Snowfleit, Donihue, McLaud 
and Sergeant Johnston — Battery "A" was represented 
at practically all entertainments. Tat! Ta-ta-ta!! 
Boom!!! The Forty-seventh band played out in front. 
This was the beginning of the music that later followed 
us in our travels. Music puts life in every one, and it 
certainly did in us. Perkins would leave quarters every 
evening headed toward the band concert, and he 
wouldn't return until late. He always returned hum- 
ming that old negro melody, "Mama's Child." Time 
passed fast, due to the activities of the various days. 
Excitement ran high ; prize fights came off; women mu- 
sicians entertained, and "Yah" was running ever)rwhere 
with excitement. At these times cares and troubles 
were forgotten; we were in for pleasure, and we had it. 



38 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Among the chorus of music, McLaud's voice brought 
back memories of the peace of long ago. 

But McLaud was not to stay with us; he was soon 
afterwards transferred as a casual. Together with him, 
we left eleven others, men who gave all they could that 
Battery "A" might live and be a success. Although 
these men were forced to stay behind, we feel sure that 
their bit was a complete success in America. 

The casuals left us. Hasty preparations were made 
to go "overseas." Sergeant Taylor soon got the equip- 
ment. Old Camp Eustis itself took life. All our guns 
were mounted, and how we practiced ! Corporal Cohen 
went down the road saying to himself, "Look at me, a 
real gun-pointer." Gas drill followed, being the last 
of our training in America. 

Already and "rarin'" to go! October ii, at 5.35 in 
the afternoon, the old barracks were empty, for we were 
then five minutes on the way to Camp Stuart. Adieu 
to Eustis! It was only a few hours until we landed at 
the embarkation camp — Camp Stuart. Many of us fig- 
ured on several days' stay, but this was not the case; we 
marched to the dock the afternoon of October 13. Did 
the Red Cross bid us farewell? True enough, we were 
fed cakes and drank our fill of coffee. What transport 
was this? It was the "Zeelandia." 

Up the gangplank and soon we were standing near 
our individual bunks. True, the spraying of throats 
was peculiar, but each one got his "shot." 

Transport life couldn't go along without "details." 
It seemed as though sergeants and sailors ran every- 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 39 

where. The sergeants asked everyone if he had a job. 
Nine o'clock found us all on detail. Mallick just jug- 
gled potatoes; Loew flooded the deck, and Greenstein 
scraped the floors. 

Life on the water ended. October 26 Doland said: 
"Landsnakes, I see land." It was good to put those two 
eyes on something more solid than water. 

About nine o'cock in the morning, October 26, the 
''Zeelandia" dropped anchor at Brest. A great change 
could be seen, and this was made manifest by the smile 
on the face of Sergeant Fullerton. We realized land 
was a very wonderful thing, and everyone was anxious 
to set his "hobnails" on French soil. Who was to be 
the first man off? We are not sure, but to judge by the 
appearance of the men in the mess line, Sergeant Plenge 
was first. Details! We almost forgot to mention that. 
Eight men were left with Corporal Reese to clean the 
troop's space. Corporal Reese let a man out of a detail 
once, and by that we surmise he is a good soldier. 

By three o'clock in the afternoon most of us were 
loaded in a small tug and hurried to our space on land. 
While making this trip we heard the French language 
for the first time. "Red" Baily tried it out with a 
Frenchman by saying: "We, we." Many of the little 
*'kids" came around our boat, that they might secure a 
few pennies. Petty John said he "generously gave a 
few pennies." 

After the short trip the battery lined up in the main 
street and in the usual way marched off toward the 
much-longed-for "rest camp." Oh, that hike 1 Turner 



40 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

covered off McCreary, and Turner was asking whether 
"the man was going with the pack, or the pack with the 
man!" Sergeant Cohen said the pack had the man. 
Our hike was up the hill, down, over, and then — the 
pedlars: their cries of *^nuts," "candee," "cigarette," 
made us take notice. Vincent gave his full supply. 
Other Sammies had traveled that route before. That is 
evident, because as we passed through the outskirts of 
the city two little girls greeted us with the song: "Hail, 
hail, the gang's all here." Traveling overseas is very 
tiresome ; it was necessary that we have a rest. Brest was 
the place ; it took but a few minutes to get settled in the 
mud! Lieutenant Curtain soon had us rounded up, and 
as a result we were sent for bread. On returning we 
were sent for shelter half-beds. The sleep was good, 
and Captain Chappell let us sleep late the next morn- 
ing. Thanks to our Captain. Dinner late, and details 
all the rest of the time. After a stay of eight days Fler- 
derick said : "If the Commander asks me if I need a rest 
I'll answer: "Sir, I don't believe I do." 

November 3 marks our first experience with troop 
trains. V^e marched to Brest late at night. A train of 
box-cars and an engine stood ready. We were divided 
into sections and were put on separate cars. Up went 
every pack and we were soon loaded. Sergeant Scully 
looked around the car, then casually remarked : "They 
put eight horses in here, but just now we have forty 
men." Cantor was longing for good United States 
Pullmans, but he always takes the joy out of life. Act- 
ing Private Piper invited us all to "snap out of it," and 
at that the train pulled out. Sergeant Fitzgerald said 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 41 

he "never found joy in being crowded in like sardines," 
but we wonder if Fitz ever complained of being crowd- 
ed on a settee? Sleep was a thing to be desired, but 
not to be had. Under one condition we were able to 
obtain a little of it. Twelve would sleep for two hours, 
and then be relieved by twelve more. 

We were up early the next morning and ready to eat. 
Briscoe began to speculate on the mess, but we have to 
hand it to Mack; he said "canned willie and vin." 
Mack was right. It made but little difference how un- 
pleasant we spent the night, we gradually crowded into 
the doorway to see the country. Fuqua "allowed" the 
country was all right, but it was the people in it, and 
said he never could learn French. Corporal Duffy 
thought we were all right, and I suppose we were; but 
we discovered that the train had made some of our men 
dizzy! Perhaps we did not have enough room. Gluck 
thought so. The square-wheeled train rolled merrily 
on. At eleven bells on the afternoon of November 4 
we arrived at Angouleme. We were glad that, at last, 
we were there. 

Every one marched through the gate, then through 
several streets, and then into the best camp in France. 
After the life in the tents it was like a palace here. Gee, 
the packs ! They were heavy, but we did not hesitate 
to go up the stairway to the fourth floor and into the 
four rooms. It was comfortable in every way, and 
soon the shelter halves and blankets were made into a 
bed. This wasn't a sleep in heavy marching order this 
time. Fetzer said the beds were better than the ones 
he had at home ; he could not roll off these. Well, even 



42 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

at that, it was a pretty good floor, and Blass said it was 
"goode," so we must conclude it was. We did not have 
any detail the next morning, that was unusual, too ; we 
were permitted to sleep! We got up at noon. The 
afternoon was rainy and miserable, so we did not have 
any drills; most of us spent the day in the Knights of 
Columbus rooms. The second day brought forth new 
duty schedules. It rained almost all day, so we had 
some indoor instruction. Here Sergeant Bunner ex- 
emplified himself in an eloquent way. "Do what I say, 
and your kicking afterwards." Rhea never enjoyed in- 
structions, and not many of us in Battery "A" did. We 
would much rather go where there was some excite- 
ment; it looked at that time as though we all wanted to 
go to the Western Front. We worked and toiled that 
we might do so; but it seems that the infantry we got 
was useless. Brady said: "This squad's east and west 
gets my goat." Erskine said that he hoped it would 
some time be over, and we sincerely hoped that wish 
would come true. We were told about the "big guns" 
and what they would do; but we learned that it took 
time to master all this, and we labored on, that our de- 
sires might be realized. 

The squad room was a clubroom ; every one gathered 
between drill periods and in the evenings to discuss the 
rumors that had been heard. Pleasure filled our hearts 
and wine our stomachs, or at least the canteens. Talk 
and argument was the bulk of entertainment. Mack 
and Button slept side by side, but Lawer kept them in a 
friendly mood. Many of the arguments were interest- 
ing, too ; we are forced to say that Sergeant Scully was 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 43 

never defeated in a discussion. Corporal Fleming said 
he almost lost on one of Scully's points. 

A real prize fight took place at this little town of 
Angouleme. It wasn't with the French champion, 
either. It happened at mess. "Sister" Harrington 
tried to buck the bread line on Marchese, and as a result 
be hit a real fist. "Sister's" eye turned four colors. It 
was fighting Battery "A," sure enough. Sergeant Dee- 
gan said it was next in fame to the "Old Soldiers' 
Home." We had good eats in Angouleme — French 
fries, beefsteak and "vin blanc" could be had in any 
cafe in town, and they were plentiful. Adams came 
home one night all excited and spluttering: "Weell, 
byes, I've had twelve splates of spludes." Good conduct 
cards were given while the discipline was good; we 
could all be found dusting and brushing and discussing 
the right-hand salute, that we might still retain that 
little pleasure which was ours. 

On the night of November 9 Corporal Most raised 
up in bed looking excited: "What the deuce is that 
noise?" "The eleventh hour and peace," someone said. 
"Say, boys, just when do we go home? War was over! 
Lieutenant Sifert, who was assigned to us in Angelene, 
told us to get ready to move homeward. "It's like this, 
men, we are just marking time." Now rumors of all 
kinds began to fly. 

The move, supposedly toward home, came December 
3. We pulled stakes and went into Cantor's Pullmans 
again. We went on to a "Bourg." Bourg was some 
place. There was some real sociable people in it, but 
far too many people for such a small town. The sol- 



44 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

diers took possession of the town. Conditions were 
crowded, so part of us moved to the country. "No vin 
blanc, no traivallet." Lieutenants Curtin and Tanner 
were in charge. For a while some of us had to do with- 
out a Curtin. 

Football took up some of our time while we were 
here. Corporal Mura distinguished himself as an all- 
around athlete. One game scheduled with Headquar- 
ters was canceled because of the mud. It was so muddy 
that the band couldn't play. That hurt Horn's feel- 
ings, too. 

We were to be home Christmas, but, instead, the holi- 
day was spent on the farm in Bourg. The goose would 
pierce your stomach. We certainly had a great feed — 
goose stuck out of Sergeant Deegan's eyes. What would 
we sooner have had than goose? More goose. Yes, 
and our wine was the gander. Coburn used a lot of the 
gander, while Murray used the goose. It was all over. 
Now W. P. Snyder and Stapff wanted to play football, 
but Hogan made it a game of marbles. 

January i, New Year's Day, was likewise celebrated^ 
yet dinner was not eaten on the farm. Bourg, by De- 
cember 27, was without her soldiers, for we had 
packed our light marching packs and drifted away to 
HOME. But "home" proved to be Ambares. Thing's 
were different there. We lived in "chicken coops" 
and barn quarters; some of us here, some of us over 
there in the field, and some of us in other places. Ser- 
geant Bunner had one part, Sergeant Markle another, 
and Sergeant Scully "right dressed" about sixty in an- 
other place. We graveled a few roads and had some 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 45 

other fatigue. Drilling didn't amount to much. Lance 
Corporals Button and Cooper distinguished themselves 
with what little we had. Days came and went, and re- 
peatedly Sergeant Deegan said: "We leave tomorrow." 
He finally was right, for on January 21, at 8.30 in the 
morning, we started for Genicarte. William Kelly said 
it was a shame to drown all the cooties. 

Genicarte was the "delousing" camp. The hike there 
was about five miles, and it wasn't any fun carrying 
those heavy packs, but at last the weight was on the floor 
of the Y. M. C. A. building. Now we were ready for 
the mill. 

It was great to get a real bath, but first came the sign- 
ing of papers. Dunnington said he never filled out so 
many papers to get a bath in his life. Corporal Bor- 
kowski was the first man through ; "fine," he said. The 
way that equipment was thrown at us ! But we had our 
lives insured. Turk stood outside the exit crying: 
"Gee, I'm all dolled up, yes, I is." Senger said: "No 
cooties now — and look at my new long pants!" 

All refreshed and full of life, we returned to the 
Y. M. C. A. After a few hours' stay, we marched to 
the barracks, to "stay for a day." As we approached 
Metcalf looked at the sign post; there he discovered 
these words, "Permanent Camp." Said he: "We're 
not going home; we're come to stay." Our new home 
was the best ever. We had real beds to sleep in; it 
could be compared with "the old soldiers' home." This 
was a place to rest. 

Rest! No, not at all. The old detail every day. We, 
in turn, scraped the cooties oflf of other homeward- 



46 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

bound soldiers. Even though we were detailed every 
day, the camp was so modern that we overlooked the 
hardships. Heath said a home like this would almost 
make a man re-enlist. "No, we had occupations in civil 
life that we wanted to resume," Weiner said, "and a lit- 
tle girl back home, too; I am anxious about her." "We 
move tomorrow, and it's home for sure." Lynch said 
that was what he was expecting. Genicarte had a Y. 
M. C. A. No. 2. It furnished all kinds of entertain- 
ment. Sergeant Peatly, sanitary officer, spent most of 
his time testing the cofifee. It was there in a crowded 
movie that news came for all of Battery "A" to return 
to quarters and pack up. The next day we moved. 

The move came very early. At 5 o'clock in the morn- 
ing we were en route to Bassens. Arriving there, we 
enjoyed coffee from the Red Cross. Mullen said that 
the Red Cross was just to his liking, for the girls gave 
out the stuff. 

On the boat; but no, not the transport, just a tug. 
"The tug ride was short and soon," Sam Wilson said. 
Millerschon said: "Not home this time, we're merely 
marking time." 

We moved into a large sheet-iron building and al- 
most settled down, but no, we didn't quite settle. The 
bunks were moved once every day, just to give us some- 
thing to do. Things in general were in confusion. That 
we might hold the bunks, our packs were laid on them. 
One of the boys got only his rifle on his bed ; Walensky 
came along, saying: "This is my bunk; move this rifle, 
please." Humiliated by the command of his superior, 
the poor private moved on. Our stay in Pauillac was 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 47 

only ten days. As far as living conditions were con- 
cerned, we were set. Though living conditions might 
not have been classed as the best, we enjoyed them just 
the same. 

The days were spent, as a rule, in the Knights of Co- 
lumbus or Young Men's Christian Association build- 
ings. It was quite warm there and, using the terms of 
Gillons, 'We could chew the fat all day." If a detail 
was granted, a sergeant would come and put us to rout. 
Corporal Duffy was told to report to the first sergeant 
at the office, but asked, "Wha-fur, I haven't got the 
ball." The Knights of Columbus, Young Men's Chris- 
tian Association and Liberty Theatre were much more 
enjoyable than staying around quarters. Anyone stay- 
ing there was too handy and was sure to be detailed. 

Inspection every day; that was all right; we were 
used to that now. What, a new mess officer? Lieu- 
tenant Wilson, who was assigned to our battery at Geni- 
cart, took charge of the meeting. Did we eat? Fetzer 
said : "You have to hand it to Lieutenant Wilson when 
it comes to eats." We certainly agreed with him. 
Thanks to Lieutenant Wilson. 

Going home again! Langston was discussing the 
home-going with Sergeant Johnston. "Well, Langston, 
we are going home, at last; we are going on the "Mer- 
cury." "I don't give a damn," says Langston, "if we 
go home on a thermometer, just so we get there." 

On the evening of January 30 the United States 
steamship "Madawaska" pulled into the harbor at Pau- 
illac. This was our transport, at last! All of us were 
overjoyed at her arrival. McNamara was happy; so 



48 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

was Sergeant Deegan. He began pounding "Mac" up 
with a paper. "Quit hitting me on the head it's not 
made of wood," said "Mac." The morning of January 
31 was the happiest moment in Pauillac. We were 
lined up behind the barracks and already for departure. 
At this moment came sad news. We learned our Cap- 
tain was unable to proceed home with us. However, 
we had his last farewell appropriately given by Lieu- 
tenant Wilson. He is the one who has great ideas of 
real food; you know the one we mean. The Captain 
sent us his "good bye and good luck." So we heartily 
gave him three cheers as an indication of our apprecia- 
tion for his treatment to us. 

It wasn't long until we sat on a small tug, patiently 
waiting to load on the transport. Then came transport 
life. 

This transport was much more convenient than the 
"Zeelandia" ; this was settled with one look at the troop 
space we occupied. To put it like Mickey, "It looked 
like it was a passenger boat this time." 

At 5.05 in the afternoon we sailed. The trip was to 
be a long one. Old Battery "A" soon found amuse- 
ments. Turk, Corporal Cohen, Sanger, Collins and 
Hackett, and every now and then something would 
bring Corporal Duffy, and the result — a card game; 
Corporal Fleming saluting McNamara; Shannon sit- 
ting on the floor relating his experiences as a talking 
machine; Sergeant Johnson beating the mess line all 
the time; and, in addition, the entertainment furnished 
by the crew, the eats furnished by the Y. M. C. A., 
and the cigarettes from the Knights of Columbus. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 49 

"Transport, halt!" "What for?" "This is America, 
men." Reinzie expressed his happy attitude towards 
the dear country. "When I get that paper I'm through 
with every one." True enough, we landed at Newport 
News at eight o'clock in the morning. "Hello, America, 
we've come back again:" 

JOKES AND APPROPRIATE REMARKS. 

Bailey: "I can arrest you; I'm an M. P." 

•». •*• •»• 

Bass: "I get the rest out of bed and then go back 

myself." 

••• ••• ••• 

Anderson : "Men may come and men may go, but I 

cook on forever." 

••. .*. '•• 

Berger: "The rest of the soldiers haven't a chance 
with the mademoiselle around me. I can talk French." 

.». .»• .»• 

Blanton: "So the country goes dry! Pretty soon the 

gout will take full control of mothers-in-law." 

.«. .». .«. 

Beismer: "Some laugh different from I, I snort." 

■•• »•• ••« 

Arnold : "There's something about me that's long — 
my smiles. A mile between the first letter and the 
last." 

Brady: "Sense is a wonderful thing." 

••> .»• .*• 

Briscoe : "I'll make a dear little soldier for some dear 
little girl." 



50 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Bunner: "I always get shaved by a barber in civil 

life." 

••• ••• t«. 

Cantor: "I'm very seldom broke in civil life." 

Button^: "I'll believe anything you tell me." 

— ••• f 

Reinzie: "Good by, Army, I'm through." 

.«. .«. •»' 

Cohen, Ike: "Remember the old Ninth Regiment." 

•». .». ••• 

Deegan : "I can't help it, son." 

•*. .*. .«. 

Fetzer: "I wasn't made for details." 

.*. .». .«. 

Fleming: "It's all done at ease, men," 

•*• •»• '»• 

Fullerton: "I never hurt anyone." 

.«. .*. .«. 

McCormick: "Had six meals on the boat — three 

down and three up." 

•«. '»• ••> 

Mellott: "Pipe carving free of charge." 

.•. ••. .«. 

Metcalf : "Keep your top cut." 

••. >•. >•• 

Miga : "I complain all the time." 

.«• .«. .«. 

Mulholland : "I can talk more than anyone in the 
regiment." 

Petely: "I don't like living too close to Deegan; it's 
too handy." 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 51 

Scully: "Pay attention to the roll-call." 

••• ••• t- 

Stevens: "I'm a mountaineer." 

.«. .«. .•• 

Tisi : "I move slow^ly." 

.». ••« ••< 

Wold: "I'm an expert painter." 

.». ••« .»• 

Kummer: "How about yourself?" 




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HEN the boys of the Third, Fourth, 
Sixth and Eighth Companies at Fort 
Washington, Md., learned near the mid- 
dle of July that they were to be organized 
into a part of what was afterward to become the Forty- 
seventh Artillery, Coast Artillery Corps, they needed 
little to convince them then that the first step toward 
France was shortly to be taken. The many pleasant 
days spent about the old fort at drills and during recrea- 
tion hours, the off-days, when happy excursions were 
made up the Potomac River to Washington City, fol- 
lowed by hours of sight-seeing, the days of leisurely as- 
sociation about the old barracks that brought all to- 
gether as one big family — all were soon to be abruptly 
terminated, and the time was near at hand when each 
soldier was to put himself shoulder to shoulder with his 
comrades and prepare as one big company to face the 
stern realities of war. 

The days being few before the new battery should be 
sent away for final training, active steps were taken for 
immediate preparation to leave. Capt. Frank J. At- 
wood, of the Forty-eighth Artillery, Coast Artillery 
Corps, also stationed at the fort, was placed in com- 
mand of the new battery. He was a man of fine gentle- 
manly qualities, a splendid leader and an officer of great 
energy and initiative. Captain Atwood began the work 
of organization by bringing the new unit up to battery 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 53 

strength. All available men from companies at the fort 
were transferred, and a detachment of some fifty men 
were transferred from companies stationed across the 
Potomac at Fort Hunt. Included among this number 
were Sergeants H. M. Richardson, Charles Brown and 
Felix Barrett. Also added to the new battery were 
Sergeants William Murray, C. A. Ciano, J. O. Morris- 
sey, and Meyes Seligman, from Sandy Hook, New 
York, with a few other separate additions. The battery 
was formed and plans were completed for leaving. 

As a token of esteem in which the boys of Fort Wash- 
ington were held by the officers and men remaining be- 
hind, they were given a hearty ovation upon their de- 
parture. To the stirring strains of band music and the 
cheers of comrades left behind, the boys were showered 
with good wishes and good byes as they boarded the 
train which was to speed them to Camp Eustis, Va.. 
where they would be joined to other companies of the 
regiment. The battery was accompanied by Captain 
Atwood, officer in charge. 

Arriving at Camp Eustis near the last of July, the 
new battery was quartered with the other batteries of 
the regiment and placed under new and permanent 
officers. Captain Joseph B. Varela, of Pittsburgh, Pa., 
was made battery commander. Other officers appointed 
were First Lieutenant W. D. McCoy, of Brooklyn, N. 
Y., First Lieutenant B. D. Ayres, of Lynchburg, Va., 
and Second Lieutenant D. A. Harris, of Windsor, Vt. 

Two months of long and hot summer days were be- 
fore the men, in which their time was to be spent in 
doing "squads right," in hiking, in the manual of arms, 



54 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

in learning the tedious and uninteresting processes of 
laying out and rolling heavy marching equipment^ 
and in gas-mask drills, which, in the opinion of 
ders, and in gas-mask drills, which, in the opinion of 
the most careful of critics, remains the last word in the 
tiresome, exasperating and unnerving process of train- 
ing through which a soldier is put before he is officially 
pronounced fit for modern warfare. 

Despite the fact that every day of the short training 
at Camp Eustis was to see the regular daily schedule of 
service drills properly carried out, some time for recre- 
ation and brief pleasure trips was necessarily afforded. 

The boys were given week-end passes to visit near-by 
cities, such as Norfolk and Richmond. Some were 
granted furloughs to make brief visits home. Not 
among the least of the activities to be mentioned in con- 
nection with the stay at Eustis was the days of "fatigue'^ 
spent in helping to complete the camp. Macadamized 
roads were made, barracks and other buildings built 
and completed, all of which demanded the service of 
the battery. Many of the hot days of July and August 
were spent in using pick, shovel, hammer and saw. 

Camp Eustis proved in the final analysis to be an ex- 
cellent home for the boys, especially as far as health 
conditions were concerned. Cases of illness and disease 
were reduced to a minimum. With pure water and 
wholesome food, a health record was attained of which 
the battery might well be proud. During the two 
months' stay at Eustis only one death occurred in the 
battery. Near the close of the stay, early in October, 
when the epidemic of Spanish influenza which gripped 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 55 

the country finally spread to the camp, a number of the 
boys were taken ill. This seemed impossible to pre- 
vent, and consequently upon the departure of the regi- 
ment for France, a number were ill in the Camp In- 
firmary and it was necessary to leave them behind. 

On account of the havoc wrought by the "flu" in the 
battery, a number of vacancies occurred when the time 
came for leaving, and in order to bring the battery up 
to war strength some new men were transferred to us. 
The necessary number were secured from the Thirty- 
sixth and Thirty-eighth Regiments, Coast Artillery 
Corps, which had arrived at camp early in October. 
Among those selected from the Thirty-eighth Regiment 
were Privates Matheny, Coram, Hendrickson, Benetti, 
Elwell, Spong and Cooper. From the Thirty-sixth 
Regiment was Private J. E. Harris. 

To attempt to recount the innumerable experiences of 
the battery while a part of the Expeditionary Forces 
would be to acknowledge defeat at the outset. One is 
stirred by a succession of mixed emotions when he re- 
flects upon the unbroken procession of varied experi- 
ences, both grave and gay, pleasant and unpleasant— 
that have daily been a part of the life of the boys away 
from home. Hence it is possible to touch upon only a 
few of the experiences which remain as landmarks in 
the recollection of the trip to France. 

Although deprived of an opportunity to reach the 
front and to face the shot and shell, something of the 
hardships and tasks of an army in a foreign land have 
been shared. 



56 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Arriving at Brest on October 26, the boys got their 
first idea of what camping in the field really was, and 
during the week's stay at this camp exposure to bad 
weather and inconveniences and discomforts in general 
became the part and lot of their lives and experiences. 

Moving to Angouleme on November 6, the situation 
changed. The battery was comfortably housed in large 
stone barracks and the time was divided between drills 
and hiking. One death only occurred in the old French 
city, namely, that of Private J. C. Barnes. Perhaps 
the most signal event of interest connected with the stay 
at Angouleme was the transfer of one of the battery's 
officers, First Lieutenant B. D. Ayres, who was trans- 
ferred to the Regular Army. 

At Bourg-Sur Gironde, where the regiment was 
moved on December 3, two new officers were attached to 
the battery, First Lieutenant B. A. Fisher and Second 
Lieutenant R. V. Porter. They both proved to be excel- 
lent additions to Battery "A." A new feature was intro- 
duced into the battery at Bourg, namely, athletics. This 
was taken in charge by Lieutenant Fisher and an "ath- 
letic council" was organized. A football team was or- 
ganized and was composed of the following members : 
Miller, quarterback; Young, fullback; Ciana, right 
half; Taylor, left half; Latz, right end; Ponter, left 
end, and Rayle, right tackle; Rostack, left tackle; Ford, 
right guard; Gibson, left guard; LaPine, center. Sub- 
stitutes — Kelley, L. L., quarter; Hubble, right end; 
Walker, halfback; Stute, tackle; Harvey, quarterback. 

The following is a schedule of games played, with 
scores: Battery *'B" played Headquarters, with a score 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 57 

of 6 to o, Miller making a touchdown. Battery "B" vs. 
Battery "E", 7 to o, with a touchdown by Miller; Bat- 
tery "B" vs. Battery "C," 2 to o, with touchdowns by 
Miller and Latz; Battery "B" vs. Battery "E", o to 13. 

On December 27 the regiment was moved to LeGrave 
d'Ambares, from where after a short and uneventful 
stay we moved on January 13 to the Bordeaux Embark- 
ation Camp, also called Camp Jenicart. Here the regi- 
ment was prepared to be sent back to the States From 
Jenicart the men of Battery "B" were conveyed from the 
Bassens dock to Pauillac on the steamer "Taconey." 
Here the battery, along with the other batteries of the 
regiment, was quartered in a naval hydroplane dome. 

On January 31 the "Madawaska" was sighted at an- 
chor in the Garonne River. Next day Battery ''B," 
along with the rest of the regiment, boarded the ship by 
means of lighters. The "Antigony" was monopolizing 
the dock at this time, and all thought that she would 
take us home. When the first storm struck the '^Mada- 
waska" we all wished that we were, indeed, aboard the 
"Antigony." The battery suffered no hardships on the 
way home, except severe sea sickness, due to almost con- 
tinuous storm; a lot of extra guard duty, policing of the 
entire ship, sailor grub, and no room to sleep. Aside 
from being a little topheavy and slow, the "Mada- 
waska" was a good ship. It was taking us home. 

We landed at Newport News, in spite of every one's 
desire to land at New York, and we soon found our- 
selves at Camp Eustis, where we came into existence 
and where we were so gloriously mustered out after an 
intensive course in stump-digging and landscape gar- 
dening. 



58 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 







i Patter? '%" 

|E were born on a warm afternoon in early 
September. Though we all came from 
Sandy Hook, we found many strangers in 
the crowd. 

The first officer assigned to our battery was Captain 
J Edward Jones. Judging by first impressions, we 
drew the pick of the lot, and we "cottoned" to him right 
away. Incidentally our judgment was confirmed, and 
there is absolutely no question but what we had the best 
"C. O." in the regiment. 

The momentous question to be decided before any- 
thing else was, "Who is going to be the topper?" The 
next two weeks were certainly ones of unrest for us 
"bucks." Each of the sergeants had a day as "acting 
first sergeant," after which they tried them all over 
again. They were each trying to convince Captain 
Jones that "I'm the right one for the job," and they all 
used different methods. We hardly knew what to ex- 
pect. About this time we received as an addition to the 
battery some men from Texas. Among them was a 
certain Sergeant John P. Sego. Whether his Southern 
way won the Captain's heart or — well, anyway, he ap- 
peared one day with the diamond below his three 
stripes. 

During the infancy of the battery Second Lieutenant 
George W. McCarter, and shortly after him First Lieu- 
tenant Charles E. Stimson, were assigned to us. How- 




BATTE 




BATTI 




II I' 

A QUIET "SOIREE"— CAPTAIN SMALL FAVORS 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 59 

ever, Second Lieutenant McCarter's stay with us was 
short; why, we never found out. He was succeeded by 
Second Lieutenant Arthur E. Granberg. The day after 
Lieutenant Granberg joined us, he and thirty of our 
boys were sent to the Motor Transportation School at 
Fortress Monroe. 

Up to this time we had had some "squads east and 
west," but more details of ditch-digging and laying of 
board walks through the Virginia mud. Now, how- 
ever, our training began in earnest on the parade 
grounds. Our official personnel was completed by the 
addition of Second Lieutenants White and Martins. 

Early in October we were given our entire overseas 
outfit. Oh, the hours we spent winding and rewind- 
ing spiral leggings ! Just before we were ready to leave 
our full quota was made by the addition of some men 
from the Thirty-eighth Regiment. We were by then a 
very cosmopolitan battery. Men from almost all the 
States and of all nationalities, including the group later 
famous as the "Fighting Whops of Battery 'C'." 

On October 10 Lieutenant Granberg and our boys re- 
turned from Fort Monroe. During their stay there the 
first mortality in our battery occurred. Private Carl 
Liephiemer caught the "flu" and died in the hospital. 

The next day we left for Camp Stuart. When we left 
Camp Eustis Captain Jones was sick with the "flu" and 
could not go with us. We still hoped, though, that he 
would be able to join us before we sailed. However, at 
Stuart a new commissioned officer, Captain Forest W. 
Hanna, was attached to our battery. The "overseas'^ 
examination the night before we left caused eight of our 



6o STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

men to be rejected. We weren't quite sure whether they 
or we were the lucky ones. 

We now come to one of the saddest parts in our his- 
tory — our stay in Brest. It was there that we lost Lieu- 
tenant Granberg, who "went west." Among us he was 
known as "a prince." We knew that one of our friends 
had left us, especially those of us who were with him at 
Fort Monroe. Private Charles A. Kelso also died at 
Brest, for which another gold star belongs in Michi- 
gan's service flag. He died doing his "bit" just as sure- 
ly as though in battle. Also Private E. A. Horton died 
fighting the "flu." He was a quiet lad, but those of us 
who knew him felt a real loss. 

Our bodily discomforts there helped to make us 
mighty glad to leave, even though it was in "Chevaux 8 
— Hommes 40" cars. The only thing we wish to re- 
member of Brest is the memory of our comrades who 
went "home" from there. 

The first week in France we sampled the wines of the 
country. Our pure-bred Frenchman, Olanie, and the 
other boys who could speak French were in great de- 
mand then, they of course not forgetting cognac or rum. 
Oh no, that was against orders! One of our Italian 
comrades, Batteta, became so fond of the wine (memo- 
ries of Italy) that he paid a boy two dollars for a bottle. 
This he carefully carried all the way from camp to the 
train. Towards night of the first day's ride he became 
thirsty and took out the bottle. Immediately all the 
other thirty-nine boys in the car wanted at least a taste. 
Everybody was thirsty. Batteta looked lovingly at the 
bottle, tipped it up and took a long drink. His face reg- 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 6i 

istered everything except pleasure. He smelled of the 
bottle, then gave it a heave out the door and said, 
"Hump, two dollars for a bottle of cold tea!" 

When we had become settled in Angouleme Captain 
Hanna gathered us altogether and warned us against the 
dangers which beset us there. Wine, women and song, 
it seemed, were plentiful in Angouleme, with a possible 
shortage only of song. The dangers were real "enuf," 
as proved by the forfeited "Good Conduct Cards." Our 
New York boys fell especially hard. The bright lights 
were the nearest thing to their old Broadway that they 
had seen for a long time. Even our "N. C. O.'s" 
couldn't walk the "straight and narrow" as indicated by 
the downfall of Corporal King, of Indiana, and Cor- 
poral Blanchard, of Massachusetts. 

It was there that First Lieutenant Conroy joined us, 
but before we became well acquainted with him he was 
gone. Presumably he couldn't stand us. 

We celebrated the signing of the "armistice" by get- 
ting drunk with joy. Then Captain Hanna told 

us the war was over and we were going home soon, and 
ive believed him! A couple of weeks passed and we 
decided we would never believe an officer again ! Here- 
after we must be shown. 

Another "side-door Pullman ride" and we were in 
Bourg. During the first of our stay here we were to- 
gether. Later the even-numbered squadrons were taken 
out to the country and lived a life of ease — and some- 
times hunger. In town we lived well, spending our 
mess fund with the aid of Lieutenant Martins and our 



62 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

battery interpreter. (Olanie, excuse our smile at the 
title.) 

Lieutenant Benjamin A. Clarke, the only veteran in 
our battery, was attached to us here. His gold service 
stripe made it possible to "kid ourselves along" that we 
were a regular outfit. We found him of questionable 
character, though, and this is how it happened: We 
were hiking along at route step one day, when we were 
suddenly opened fire on by a machine gun hidden in a 
clump of trees! We quickly surrounded it and, of 
course, easily captured it. The complete crew consist- 
ed of Lieutenant Clarke. He showed due humility and 
repentance though, and in justice to him we must say 
that now he is one of our most efficient (especially as 
mess officer) and best-liked officers. 

On Christmas Eve occurred our biggest battle, called 
"The Battle of Cognac," or "Our Fight in the Dark." 
We regret that some of our men were seen to make a 
hurried and hasty retreat; Private Germiller was on 
his hands and knees. Our casualties were slight, how- 
ever, as only two men had to be treated at the hospital. 

Our shoes took a queer habit here of disappearing. 
Private Shorey brought forward his wonderful detec- 
tive powers and the culprits were captured. We soon 
had to address him as "Corporal Shorey." "To the vic- 
tor belongs the — honor." 

Our would-be athletes had a chance here to get into 
the lime light. We organized a football team, with 
Sergeant Phillips as captain. Our star player was Ser- 
geant Strochan, "the whirlwind halfback." We de- 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 63 

feated Battery "D" 7 to o. On Christmas Day Battery 
"B" defeated us, 12 to o. They had to knock out Ser- 
geant Strochan, though, before they could do it. 

While we were at Bourg some of our boys were made 
*'M. P.'s". So far as we could see, all they did was take 
it easy, carry a zat and go into the cafes we couldn't 
enter; and all this time we were getting more and more 
impatient — no nearer home, and nothing but "rumors" 
as to when we were going. Privates O'Neil and Ed- 
wards decided they'd wait no longer, and left one after- 
noon in a rowboat on the ebb tide for New York and 
home. However, the tide turned and they came back. 
It sure was tough luck to get that near home and then 
have to come back! 

When it comes to walking, we are champions, and 
proved it by hiking the twenty-one kilometers from 
Bourg to LaGrave d'Ambares without a man dropping 
out. Our "billets" were sure wonders — an old dance 
hall, the lofts of three barns, and a barn which we 
shared with some pigs! 

Our main pastime was watching the trains go by, the 
funny "Frog" ones, and lots of real, honest-to-goodness, 
good old U. S. A. locomotives and cars. All you had to 
do was close your eyes and listen to those whistles and 
imagine yourself back in "good old United States." 
Those who didn't care to watch the choo-choos" could 
go on "bunk fatigue" or play cards (if you could get a 
pack) . We also had the pleasure ( ?) of going for long 
hikes. Then word came that we were to go to work at 
the docks. Nobody seemed to mind going. We're not 
all "duty dodgers," as shown by the fact that out of 



64 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

eighty who went down only forty were found in the 
"Y" the middle of that afternoon ! 

Our two heart-breakers, Sergeants Gallery and 
Rucker, were living up to their reputation there, and 
nobody ever saw them after mess at night. Compris? 

Some of our armament was lost there, namely, the 
gunboats of Private Spiwak. They tried to stop an au- 
tomobile, and the result was the transfer of Spiwak ta 
the hospital. 

Private Maxim about that time decided that he need- 
ed a vacation, and that if he could hop freights at home^ 
he could there. So one day the ninth squad had a man 
missing. A week went by and then he returned. There 
is always a "comeback" to those little trips. We were 
all glad he went, though, for we were told all kinds of 
wonderful stories about the embarkation camps and 
Bordeaux. 

On our hike to Jenicart we were eyed with envy by 
all the other batteries, and everywhere met the question^ 
"Where are your packs?" 

Even the Colonel called the "C. O." and said: "Cap- 
tain Hanna, where are your packs?" 

"Sent them down by trucks, sir." 

"Where did you get the trucks?" 

^ ^ tJC tIp *f 

As we cannot divulge military secrets, we can give no 
more of the conversation. An5rway, we didn't worry, 
as the trucks were far ahead and there was no way of 
recalling them. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 65 

Certainly no one in Battery "C" kept any sweaters 
when we went through the "delousy bath!" Oh, no I 
The next day proved it: "All those with sweaters, one 
step forward, march !" 

"Battery, halt!" 

No one ducked detail here, at least no more than at 
Bassens. Most of the battery could be found around 
the stove or listening to Private Seymour pound the 
ivories in Hut No. 7. 

Our "D. D.'s" at Pauillac were divided about evenly 
between the "K. of C." and the "Y." Our mechanics— 
Palen, Schulenberg and Walling — did their first real 
work since they joined the army. "Better late than 



never." 



The trip home on the U. S. S. "Madawaska" was sad- 
dened by the death of Corporal J. L. Louden. He was 
a quiet, unassuming lad and one of our most popular 
"non-coms." It surely seemed like tough luck to go 
through all we did and then "cash in" when so near 
home. Battery "C," the Forty-seventh Regiment and 
Kentucky have lost a fine fellow. 

ROGUES' GALLERY. 

Top Sergeant Sego — Our hope and our salvation — or 
damnation. 

Sergeant Cox — The only man who wanted to stay in 
France. 

Private Burke — Looks better since he has been work- 
ing in the kitchen. 



66 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Mechanic Falen — Can make anything if he only has 
the tools. 

••> tCa ••« 

Wagoner Rogers — Thinks he'll go back to the stage. 

••• ••• ••• 

Corporal Dunleavey — Wounded in action, playing 

football. 

Mechanic Schulenberg — Never drove a nail in his 
life. 

•#• •#• ••• 

Private Hynes — Smardt, like his fadder. 

.•• .•• •»• 

Private Kellison — Ought to join the police force. He 
w^as a good "M. P." 

Corporal Entonelli — Had great trouble with his com- 
plexion in France. 

•«• •»• •— 

Private Bragg — The silver-tongued orator from In- 
diana. 

Private Zeigler — Pop. 

Private Seymour — Says Battery "C" is a dizzy outfit. 

Is it any wonder? 

.•■ .«. .«• 

Wagoner Sheehy — A changed man since he found we 
were really going home. 

Cook Schoonmaker — We'll tell the world you are 
some cook, Dick. 

Sergeant Gallery — Had a very nice time in France. 
Private Soesman — "Sa-ay, listen fella." 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 67 

Corporal Shorey — Will sing "The Yanks Are Com- 
ing." 

Private Cannella — Drew his first pay in a year, and 
he got so excited that he spent it. 

•a. ••• .«. 

Sergeant Clay — Always looking for work, but never 
does any himself. 

Corporal Rector — He's a jolly good fellow. 

Private Rockett — Always taking the joy out of life. 

••• ••. ••> 

Private Caruso — Our noted tenor. 

Privates Lampkins and Alovis — The long and short 
of the battery. 

Bugler Bryant — Knows all the calls and can blow 
some of them. 

Private Joe Walsh — The rumor king. 

••. .». •*. 

Private Ronzitti — Made a lot of friends in France. 

••• ••• .*. 

Corporal Rose — Had an awful time writing some of 

the names. 

f — •— 

Private Kozarkiewinz — Whew! 

Private Baltrusaites — Another one. 

Sergeant Farrell — Showed the people in France how 
they clean the streets in New York. 



68 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Private Germiller — Has done a little of everything, 
so he says. 

Corporal Holmes — Oh, you Texas! 

•at f f 

Sergeant Long — Has been in the army a long time. 
Private Plain — ^Will surely miss the Army sick call. 

Private Ray — No, not the movie star, just plain dizzy 

Ray. 

4. .«• .*. 

Private Maxim — "You can't fool me, 'cause I'm too 
durn sly." 

Private Mitchell — ^Was promoted to the kitchen. 

Private Olanie — French, not Irish. *'Parlez-vous 
Francais, m'sun?" 

Wagoner Merrick — "Oui, oui." 

Sergeant Strachan — Jim Thorpe's only competitor. 

Mechanic Vanderveer — A butcher in civil life, that's 
the way in the army. 

Corporal Mosel — ^Just getting over the trip to France: 
when we started back. 

Private Lawson — A Boston bean. 

Wagoner Murray — Another. 

Private King— "Back home in Indiana." 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 69 

Private Blanchard — Left us on a hike one day; he 
thought he recognized a French Jane. 



Private Allan — Who wanted to stay in France. 

Private Pohlman — Gave us each an extra piece of 

bread on Christmas. 

.•• >•• >•. 

Private Raymond — Makes a lot of noise for a little 
fellow. 

Sergeant Phillips — "Turn in all your stockings by 
Tuesday." 

Sergeant Murphy, Private A. T. Murphy and Pri- 
vate L. Murphy — Sounds like the old Sixty-ninth. 

•#• ••• ••• 

Private Nett — One of the small dealers. 

Wagoner Corlew — "All bound round with the Ma- 
son-Dixon line." 

Sergeant McNamee — Our Clearfield, Pa., represen- 
tative. 

The Thomas Brothers — Both corporals, too. 

Private Valentino — Our acting chaplain, once. 

Sergeant Taylor — The man responsible for what we 
ate — and didn't eat. 

Private Stancliff — Some fringe on your upper lip, 
Charlie. 



JO STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Corporal St. Germain — Anxious to get back to the 

farm. 

>^ •*> ••» 

Cook O'Grady— The least said, the better. 

••• ••• ••• 

Privates Sheets, O'Neil and Edwards — "Sailing 
down the old Green River on the good ship, Vin Blanc." 

Private Greenfield — The battery tailor, much in de- 
mand. 

••. ••> >•• 

Private Pelliguno — The battery barber. 

••> «•• •— 

Sergeant Harrigan — "Take me back to New York 

Town." 

.«. .»> «•• 

Wagoners P. F. Paquet and E. J. Paquetti — The 

skipper could even learn which was which. 

.*• .». .*. 

Private Rabinowitz — Responsible for many of the 

rumors we heard. 

.«. .*• .(. 

Corporal Robidoux — Had a lot of trouble getting 
American cigars in France. 

Sergeant Rucker — "In the Blue Ridge Mountains of 
(West) Virginia." 

.«• .•• ••! 

Private Saillor — Should have been in the navy. 

••< .•• .*• 

Priate Holstrom — Can't keep him away from the 
kitchen. 

Private Knight — Didn't get a commission, so they 
made him a K. P. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 71 

Cook Sales— "No seconds." 

»»t 'W •*> 

Private Schneider — Cigarette Jim. 
Cook Sullivan— Chef de cuisine. 

Sergeant Weidenhamer— "Hey, you fellas, snap out 

of it!" 

.•> .*. .•• 

Private Bruno — Can speak a little English. 
Private Shaw— The Peekskill cut-up. 

Sergeant Olcheski — From Ohio. 

.«. .». ••« 

Corporal Stromquist — Has had enough of the army, 
he admits it. 

*•• ••• ••• 

Private Wagner— Fatty Arbuckle's double, and a 
scrapper. 

Corporal Greene, Privates Brown and White— The 

colors of the battery. 

.*. .•> .•« 

Our first guard at Angouleme furnished us with nu- 
merous thrills. Among the inmates of the guard-house 
were some veterans of the front. We were told they 
were original, dyed-in-the-wool rough-necks and "hard- 
boiled guys." As is usual, one of the smaller men al- 
ways gets the hardest post. Wagoner Paquet was given 
No. 2, inside with the prisoners. Our rifles had no 
bayonets and the shells for them were conspicuous by 
their absence. Incidentally, the prisoners knew just 
how well we were armed. Imagine poor Paquy when 



72 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

they crowded around him with their lovely stories of 
what they had done to Germans, and others, with em- 
phasis on the others. As a result of imbibing forbidden 
cognac, some of the prisoners "let loose" in the early 
evening. Immediately after the guard-house resem- 
bled Bedlam much more than an orderly military insti- 
tution. One of them tried to scale the outer wall. Two 
others were fighting, and the blood was flowing freely. 
We'll tell the world the next hour or so were some ex- 
citing! Reinforcements arrived in the shape of more 
men and a couple of loaded automatics. Immediately 
thereafter quiet reigned again. There were no serious 
after effects, but we really expected to see a grey-haired 
Paquet the next moming. 




STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 73 



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Patter? "W 




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|ITH the forming of the Forty-seventh 
Regiment, Coast Artillery Corps, at Camp 
Eustis, Va., Captain Will D. Moyer, of 
McKinley, Maine, was placed in com- 
mand of Battery "D." Arriving troops were im- 
mediately organized into the various batteries. The 
first contingent of Battery "D" arrived the 27th of Au- 
gust, coming from the Coast Defenses of Portland, 
Maine. Other men soon began to come from the New 
York forts — Terry, Totten, Wright and Othis, with a 
number of men from Fort Crockett. This soon gave 
Battery "D" the required number of men. 

Four splendid lieutenants were shortly assigned, giv- 
ing us our full quota of officers. First Lieutenant Geo. 
W. Pepper, whose kindness and consideration will never 
be forgotten, came from the coast defenses of Chesa- 
peake Bay. First Lieutenant Archie L. Hirst, who is 
fondly known by the boys as "Ginger-Snaps," made 
quite an asset to the battery. He hailed from the coast 
defenses of Narragansett Bay. Second Lieutenant 
Walker, of the coast defenses of Los Angeles, Cal., will 
go down in history as an expert epicurean — bean army 
a-la-mode his specialty. Second Lieutenant Ezekiel 
D. Cook, of the Mobile Bay forts, was assigned to the 
battery, but was sick at the time we left; however, he 
gave us a pleasant surprise when he reported for duty in 
Angouleme, France, and began the policing of French 
villages. 



74 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

When in the month of August, 191 8, troops began to 
arrive at Camp Eustis, the beautiful though somewhat 
isolated resort in the old Virginia pines, we were seized 
with a spirit of gratitude for our obliging Uncle Sam. 
We greeted on every hand various sources of amuse- 
ment, running from hair-raising tragedies to the most 
ridiculous comedies. 

Thus our little band's spirits were kept high; we rev- 
eled in the novelties of our military surroundings and 
began to form the nucleus of a regiment destined to de- 
cide the greatest conflict in history. 

Troops came in from every State in the Union, from 
all circumstances, and many of us in all states of physi- 
cal dilapidation. But not to remain so long, for a com- 
mander of both ambition and determination soon had 
us kicking the dusty roads to the famous cadence of 
''one-two-three-four". The Forty-seventh Regiment 
had been formed and Colonel Hardin was its comman- 
der, and as if by a play of the cards the cream of the 
outfit began to assemble into what afterward became 
the most magnificent battery in the heroic Forty-seventh 
— Battery "D" — boys, behold the battery you have made 
famous! 

It is probable that our brilliant success could be at- 
tributed to Top Sergeant Szymekowski, a gentleman of 
admirable modesty, who gained the affection of his 
men by his care in choosing details. May there be many 
stars in his crown! 

By this time things were moving rapidly. We boys 
were elated. We had come into our own. We now 
carried packs of different weights, ranging from eighty- 
five to one thousand pounds. We had assumed the dig- 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 75 

nity of a pack mule— sometimes kicking, often braying; 
Private Blackwelder was "mulehood" personified. 

On the nth day of October we boarded the train for 
Camp Stuart, and on the 13th we were on the U. S. S. 
"Zelandia," bound for the land "where the lilies grow." 
On the "deep blue" we encountered novel sensations. 
Most of the time we felt as we did "the morning after 
the night before." We played marbles on the deck 
with "music fruit" and rolled our eyes around like a 
dying calf when we lost our "stake." 

One morning while the ship was taking calisthenics 
at the command of General Windstorm, (Colonel) 
Hobbs ventured out on deck just as the ship was doing 
the "side-straddle-hop." In his eagerness to show his 
admiration for the ship's vigor, he kissed the deck very 
passionately and slid twenty feet along the starboard 
side. In trying to check his increasing velocity, he 
shocked a dignified lieutenant by kicking his feet out 
from under him and placing him none too gently on the 
stomach of a poor, unoffensive sergeant standing by. 
Hobbs owes his life to a near-by hatchway. 

Well, we landed on France's Brest all right, and we 
do not know who sustained the greatest shock— France 
or the Forty-seventh. Oh, it was a bloody battle we 
fought there. In one skirmish Corporal "Blackie", 
Private LaFlamme and Private Jesse James Hines left 
a score or more of "dead soldiers" to tell a woeful tale. 
LaFlamme insists on a "Croix de Guerre," while 
"Blackie" is content with two wound stripes. Sir Jesse 
James Hines, no longer fit for strategy, has assumed the 
role of "kitchen knave." Sergeant Alberg, heeding the 
desperate plea of France, forsook his beautiful pistol 



76 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

holster and shouldered the most grim weapon of war- 
fare. 

When we were packed in cold storage a week after 
landing in "Sunny France" and began our tour across 
the country in nice, neat little cattle cars, we wondered 
why they put forty pack mules in one car when the little 
sign says, "Eight Chevaux, 40 Hommes." Private Man- 
shack, who got his spectacles knocked off because he did 
not pull in his neck going through a tunnel, has been 
unable to see undesirable bulletins ever since. 

When we landed at Angouleme on the 3rd day of 
November and began to train for the "front," it is said 
that the Kaiser got the "blues." He seemed to keep up 
with the regiment, and especially with Battery "D," 
very closely, and this led us to believe that there was a 
spy in our midst. When the "Barn Gong" was organ- 
ized it was noticed that Private Maddex presented a 
pious, holy countenance. A week later, after "Big 
Clason" and "Texas Case" had been victors in several 
skirmishes, we found a duplicate letter written to the 
Kaiser and signed by Ernest Maddocks, "Kaiser," in 
which he advised Germany to withdraw from the West- 
ern Front. The result was astounding! On the i ith of 
November the armistice was signed. Maddex has been 
sent into exile in Maine. Poor chap ! 

A few weeks later we were comfortably billeted in 
the quaint little village of Bourg-sur-Gironde, looking 
forward to the bountiful Christmas dinner that our 
mothers were preparing for us. Well, we ate Christ- 
mas dinner, all right (and drank it, too), but all the 
honors of the day were heaped upon the heads of our 
cooks. Mess Officer and "Mother" Brown, who forgot 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH -jy 

for the moment that he still had some canned tomatoes 
left. Even "Old Soldier" Sharp at the bread box for- 
got his, "One piece at a time, brother," and rehearsed in 
his mind the comedy he was to play that night; he 
played it, too. Scheme, at the turkey pan, was so 
moved by the spirit of Christmas cheer that he gave 
Sergeant Kirk, who had a "lean and hungry look," two 
pieces of turkey. 

It was at Bourg that Lieutenant Hirst won the great- 
est battle of the war. Everyone was out of smoking but 
Private Schnoble, and he was smoking his emergency 
cofifee issue, when up looms Lieutenant Hirst with cig- 
arettes P. A. and cigars, besides a generous supply of 
candy. Say, boys, did we smoke for the next few days? 
We even forgot that the French sell "vin blanc." 

It was at Ambares that we were all surprised and dis- 
appointed. Army life had left its mark upon the mor- 
als of our most unreproachable sergeants. It was just 
about daybreak one morning when we heard the wail of 
a female voice upon the morning air, a wail that told of 
evident distress. We all bounded ofif in the direction 
of the sounds, and soon found an old woman sitting in 
the door of her house, clenching desperately a bit of 
rabbit fur. The worst had come to worst! We had 
seen an interested half-circle of sergeants in front of 
their fireplace the night before, which told of an ap- 
proaching feast. Shame on Sergeant Miller I He said 
it was a chicken. 

At the embarkation port. Camp Genicart, sometime 
later, we went through the "dipping vat" with several 
thousand other "pack-mules." There Private Di Bat- 



78 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

testa was made regimental barber, and not a few took 
£idvantage of his free shaving establishment. 

One night, about midnight, it was noticed that Joe 
Wolde had not gone to bed, but instead was sitting by 
Lyle Blade, who was snoring peacefully. While Joe's 
eyes rested affectionately upon Blade, he was asked why 
he did not go to bed. His reply was very characteris- 
tic: "A cootie has just crawled up the right side of 
Lisle's nose and I am waiting for him to blow it out 
and say "ah!" 

At Pauillac we were quartered coolly in an icebox, 
where there was no great danger of our getting spoiled. 
But we did not remain there long, for our good ship 
*'Madawaska" was on its way to bring us heroes home 
to the "Land of the free and the home of the Forty- 
seventh, the brave." 

We had hardly landed when Corporals Servenka and 
Ligon began to get ready to be discharged ; and now we 
are ready and we extend to them our sincerest thanks. 

Now that we are safely quartered in God's own coun- 
try, with fair prospects for demobilization, can you 
blame the man who piloted Battery "D" through hard- 
ship for being proud of his band of war-worn veterans? 
Captain Moyer can sit by the fireside now for many a 
wintry evening and proudly relate to the lad on his 
knees (who calls him "grandpa") the stories of his bold 
two hundred. (Won't the poor boy long to be a sol- 
dier?) I can hear him boast of the snap, the optimistic 
cheer, and even the appetites of the boys who made 
America free. 

Yes, he might be honored by the title of "Squire," or 
even "Cap," in his own home town. 




BATTE: 




BATTE, ' 
This part of the Battery cj ] 





"F" 

home on the Antigone. 




A. W. O. L. 




STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 79 

Pattcrp "€" 

|ITH the arrival at Camp Eustis, Va., of 120 
men from Fort Crockett, Texas, and 98 men 
from Fort Caswell, N. C, the Forty-seventh 
Regiment gaine din strength one more 
battery. 

From the first, Battery E proved a first-rate, snappy 
battery. On the parade ground, in the barracks and 
elsewhere their standard was the highest. 

The days at Eustis were crammed full of "over- 
seas" preparation. Drilling from morning till night, 
and at night finding nothing to divert one's mind, was 
the hard and trying situation, which was cheerfully met 
by the battery. Next to the "chow" call, the mail call 
was hailed with greatest joy by all. How the battery 
slid and slipped through the mud and worked all night 
fitting clothes for "overseas," has become a nightmare 
to those who wen through it. At Camp Stuart the bat- 
tery was haunted by inspectors, and finally when the 
boats were boarded it was with a sigh of relief, but a 
short-lived relief. 

On the trip to France 69 men of the battery went over 
on the "Re d'ltalia," and the remainder of the battery 
crossed on the "Zeelandia." Instead of the peace all 
expected to have on the voyage, the men on the "Zee- 
landia" were harassed by the cry of "You can't stand 
here, soldier!" When that was not effective calisthen- 
ics and raft drill were. On the "Dago Red" it was 



8o STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

"Gangaway," "Teena cents!" Calisthenics were omit- 
ted, but hunting Dago wine and heaving coal, as well as 
the usual raft drill, helped us pass the time. 

At last, France appeared and the battery was reunited 
at Brest on the 27th of October, 19 18. We were duly 
impressed that we had arrived at a "rest camp" by the 
fact that we worked on lumber piles, roads and railway 
for eight long days, our spirits being dampened to the 
last degree by the mud and rain. But all good things 
must have an end, and to revive our good spirits we 
were given a ride by the French government on the 
"choo-choo cars." We were loaded on to these "side- 
door Pullmans" forty deep. They were fitted up in 
splendid style. No seats, for fear you'd forget the car 
had no springs, and perhaps you might enjoy it. No 
lights, so you could sleep well, and no windows, to pre- 
vent a draft. Once inside, thirty-nine stood up and one 
sat down — naturally, on the bread. We carried our 
meals with us — a sort of diner attachment. At night at 
one end of the car they start to lie down. They lie side 
by side till the bottom of the car is covered, then they 
start back on top of those on the bottom. Finally, one 
turns. This necessitates a general turn; the uncom- 
fortable one is fully informed by thirty-nine others that 
he has disturbed their rest. He replies, and for a while 
one would think the car was furnished with lights, foi 
the conversation is certainly enlightening as to the cul- 
prit's past, present and future. 

At last Angouleme was reached. We were at once 
locked up in the "Caserne" — French artillery barracks 
— and again "squads right and left" were enjoyed by the 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 8i 

battery on the wonderful parade ground left by the 
French, for which oversight they were thanked by all. 
It was here that the battery celebrated the signing of 
the "armistice." Those who were lucky enough to get 
out, aided the French people in "drowning the Ger- 
mans' sorrows," which must have been great if their 
condition on their return was evidence. Pretty French 
girls begged to be kissed, but — oh you M. P.'s ! 

Then came the news that we were going home. A 
turkey Thanksgiving was passed, and at last, on the 12th 
of December, we took our second and last ride on the 
French railway. It was a repetition of the first, though 
only lasting a day. After bumping back and forth, we 
were dropped at Bourg. 

Here the battery, being billeted over the town, en- 
joyed a freedom seldom permitted. Many a drill was 
missed because a pair of eyes had threatened to be angry 
if they were not appeased. 

Christmas overtook the battery here, and a real 
Christmas dinner was served. The menu was as fol- 
lows: Turkey, mashed spuds, creamed peas, corn and 
pumpkin pie, topped off with "vin blanc." 

Finally, the battery again followed in the wake of the 
voice that called "Home"! At Ambares the battery 
occupied the Chateau d'Garde, about two and a half 
miles out of town. Christmas boxes from the States 
began to arrive, and, apart from drill and some fatigue, 
the battery enjoyed itself to the greatest extent. The 
surrounding country was full of beautiful mademoi- 
selles, and many washed three and four times extra at 
the pool where the aforesaid mademoiselles washed 
clothes. 



82 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Then Fate again moved us — this time to Jenicart. 
Here, on our arrival, we were relieved of our old 
clothes and packs and were "deloused." We went in 
one door dirty and ragged and emerged washed and 
with a complete new outfit. Shaves were given some — 
free of charge. 

But next day the battery became chambermaids to 
Uncle Sam's mules. Approaching Miss Mule and try- 
ing to be gentle didn't work. She kicked! and her ar- 
gument went, but — alas! the sergeant requests you to 
deal with her. You try roughness. Again she objects. 
Again you try. Sneaking up on her, you try to get 
ahead of her arguments, her hoofs, but they work for- 
wards or backwards. But time passes, and the next 
day was occupied in the "mill" — "delousing" others. 

At last we were loaded on tugs. Visions of a huge 
transport fill our minds, but the tugs stopped down the 
river and we debarked at Pauillac. Here we spent two 
weeks dodging fatigue and enjoying the Y. M. C. A. to 
the utmost. 

At last we boarded the transport "Madawaska." Six- 
teen days of heaving and pitching, and at last after four 
months to a day the shores of the land we shall never 
leave again — the United States — is reached, and, with 
our discharges in our hands and facing the future with 
a satisfied feeling as having done our little bit, small as 
it was. Battery "E" wishes the greatest success and luck 
to all. 




(kK^^^- 



Lt. Carl— "I could get the music in Paris, Colonel.' 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 83 

ATHLETICS. 

"Veni, vidi, vici," these three words sum up the re- 
sult of Battery "E's" football season, much as they, in 
earlier days, summed up the result of Caesar's efforts in 
another line. 

The result, but not the excitement nor the fun, for we 
had "beaucoup" excitement, "beaucoup" fun, "beau- 
coup" mud, and we gathered "beaucoup" francs. It is 
many moons since the first game with Battery "F," 
when in beaucoup mud and on the flats of Bourge sur 
Gironde we slipped, slid and skidded through to a noth- 
ing to nothing score. 

Notwithstanding the equality of the score, the "snap- 
py battery" admitted its superiority and resolved then 
and there to beat them to the tune of the beaucoup 
points. 

'Tis long since on Christmas Day, after slippery prac- 
tices on the same mud flats, we hiked out to the fertile 
fields surrounded by vineyards and having located a 
much better gridiron, demonstrated to the world at 
large that we had a better football team than they, by 
tarrying with them awhile and then leaving them far 
to the rear with the mere end of a 34 to o score. 

Later, at Ambares, while the "snappy battery" 
marked time awaiting orders for home. Battery "B's" 
invincibles conceived the idea that they had a superior 
team. They also had beaucoup francs, many and vary- 
ing, to back up their irrational thought. 

We played, the francs changed hands, and Battery 
"B" went home poorer but wiser men. Poorer by sev- 



84 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

eral thousand francs, wiser in a knowledge that, after 
all, they were but weak humans compared with a super- 
man tactics and teamwork of Battery "E". We pranced 
home with the bacon and francs. Score, 13 to o. 

Thus ended the season without the loss of a game, 
proving, as has often been done before, that good team- 
work on the part of a light team gives them the edge on 
a heavy team not so fast. Battery "E's" team, averag- 
ing only 147 pounds, was the lightest and by far the 
fastest team in the regiment. 

So with beaucoup excitement, beaucoup fun, beau- 
coup mud and beaucoup francs, the season ended with a 
football supper and beaucoup of everything that goes 
to make a supper real, except the ladies. 

The victories are only a memory, but the remem- 
brances and the association are alive and make all worth 
while. 

It would be foolish to go into the games in detail. It 
would be impossible to select individual stars. Is it 
not enough to say "We won?" 

Much credit is due to the untiring efforts of our 
coach, Lieutenant V. F. Wilson, who gave all his time 
and efforts to the work of the team. Each man of the 
team deserves credit, for it took real football spirit to 
stick it out against the hardships coming up in practices. 
The line-up is as follows : 

Ransom — A fast little end and a hard worker. 

Anderson— A most reliable tackle, with everlasting 
wit; very fond of knocking out "shoulder bars." 

Von Hebel— A hard worker, who will never give up. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 85 

Sanders — Nicknamed "Wiggle," who was always on 
the job fighting his way to the ball. 

Martin — One who never fails to do his part; always 
is in the opponents' way. 

Thompson — A tower of strength to the line, who de- 
lights in throwing the enemy for a loss. 

Nichols — an all-around man; good anywhere a man 
^was needed; a sure tackier and a great sticker — never 
gives up. 

Paterson — A good line man; a great worker, and al- 
ways there when needed. 

James — A good end, hard tackier, and very fond of 
forward passes. 

Swicegood — ^A good, live man; a hard player and 
a willing worker. 

Yasinski — A good back-field man and a hard tackier. 

Crutchfield — A line man always on the job. 

Buchanan — A hard worker, with plenty of "pep." 

Nial — A fast end, a hard tackier and a willing 
worker. 

Wagner — Captain Brains of the team; a hard worker, 
who never says die. His motto: The bigger they are, 
the harder they fall. 

Veraschtert — A fast half,who is always playing havoc 
with the enemy's line ; a good ground-gainer. 

Pier — Another half; always there with his knowl- 
edge of the game, a sure tackier and another good 
ground-gainer. 

Younger — a fullback, a tower of strength on defense, 
:and always good for a gain in an emergency. 



86 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

ajf gou OTiere! 

Our Prohibition ticket for 1920: 

For President — Joe Gravelle. 

For Vice-President — ^William Bocek. 

Muncy — Four days from land, rolls his pack because 
the water was muddy. 

••• ••• ••• 

We wonder how close the Government's free shaves 

are? Ask Hagenah. 

••• ••• ••• 

Fanwick, the company barber, has found fierce com- 
petition in Nabors, who handles a razor with skill. 

.(. .«. .«• 

We wonder if Jake can manage his detail as well in 
the future as in the past? 

■•..••.•• 

It is a subject of much discussion why Couch and 
J immy ceased to bunk together. 

••• ••• ••• 

We all can't be K. P.'s, because there isn't enough 
jam. 

•#■ •#• ••• 

Though in a foreign country, we still had American 
coin. We had some Nichols (nickels) mostly of the 
type. 

Ask Brewer — He knows. 

Did the fish say "Thank you?" Ask Tucker, 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 87 
Garcia has sworn off eating figs around No. 12 posts. 

Sanders, the old river tug pilot, with three months on 
a tug and twice on a transport, had a slight touch of the 
"flu," on which occasion his breakfast flew up. 

t^t f •%• 

Sergeant Hodge was in a great dilemma trying to de- 
cide whether to return to the States and face the five 
lieutenants for the fair Betty's hand, or to remain in 
France and be content with Mademoiselle Louise. 

f .•• .•• 

In reply to the boys' request from Sergeant Jole for 
growls, they "were received only when he was made 
acting men's sergeant on the "Madawaska." 

In far-away Nebraska, 'neath the California skies, 
Lives my little Texas sweetheart, with her ma's eyes. 

(Adopted by N. E. Bethscheider.) 

A. A. Anderson, the hungry Swede with an elastic 
stomach, is pushing "Wiggle" Sanders for food ca- 
pacity. 

Some say that Sidney A. McShy was ushered into the 
service, but they are wrong, for the Montana lad brave- 
ly responded to his country's call, answering to the num- 
ber of — 

Montana Mac won three stars — all cognac. 



88 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 






Patterp "Jf' 



i 




HIRTY-SEVEN States from the North, 
South, East and West, representing the 
spirit and feeling of every section of the 
United States, contributed to Battery "F" 
when organized at Camp Eustis, Virginia, early in the 
month of September, 1918. Being a cosmopolitan or- 
ganization, its history and experiences are in many 
ways unique and interesting. 

A shipment of troops from the Pacific Coast, which 
formed the nucleus of the battery, brought with it men 
from the West and Middle West who possessed the 
frankness, the independence and the democratic liber- 
ality charcteristic to those parts of the country. To 
these were added men from South Carolina and the 
States of the Southeast. With them they brought their 
Southern traits of hospitality, generosity and, above all, 
conservatism. Another group of men from the East 
contributed additional peculiarities from their home 
environments. Others from Texas and Oklahoma added 
still further to this mass of sectional traits, v/hile a final 
addition from New England completed the cosmopoli- 
tan group. In all, 219 men from every part of the 
country, representing practically every social strata, de- 
gree of education and habits of thinking, and every one 
of them a man from the top of his head to the tip of his 
toe. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 89 

Notwithstanding this diversity of thought and feel- 
ing, these men came to us dominated by a common 
thought, inspired by a common ideal, and united in a 
common cause ; and that cause was the cause of democ- 
racy. 

Into this varied group of personalities there came five 
officers who, like the men, were of different types, but 
nevertheless each one a man among men. In their hands 
was placed the task of welding these conflicting ingredi- 
ents into a unified and efficient fighting force. How 
well they succeeded is attested by the high esteem in 
which the men hold them. 

During the period of organization and training at 
Camp Eustis the experiences of the battery were very 
much the same as those of the rest of the regiment. Be- 
ginning with the trip overseas, however, the Battery 
was probably more often separated from the regiment 
than any other unit. 

Upon embarking Battery "F", together with Battery 
"E", was placed upon an Italian steamer, the "Re 
d'ltalia," while the remainder of the regiment em- 
barked upon another transport. The principal feature 
of the trip occurred when, in the middle of the "danger 
zone," the ship fell behind the convoy and was left un- 
protected for twenty-four hours, while German subma- 
rines lurked somewhere in the deep watching for a pos- 
sible victim. The loss of the convoy was due to an al- 
leged sickness among members of the Italian crew, 
which caused a shortage of men to fire the boilers. 
Quick to respond to an emergency, members of the bat- 
tery volunteered to go below in the intense heat and 



90 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

shovel coal, that the ship might continue on its way. 
However, in spite of their heroic efforts, the ship fell 
further and further behind, because they were inexperi- 
enced in their work. Constant watch was kept for any 
evidences of submarines, and several shots were taken 
at suspicious looking objects. During the night it was 
reported by members of the ship's watch that we had 
been narrowly missed by two torpedoes, both fore and 
aft. The next day, however, a destroyer was sent back 
to convoy us in and a sigh of relief went up from men 
and officers. 

During the day the destroyer circled about us con- 
tinually and made several excursions to drop depth 
bombs. We finally arrived safely at the port of Brest, 
and as we entered the river scores of French hydro- 
planes and dirigibles circled over our heads and wel- 
comed us to their country. 

Landing at Brest, we received our first introduction 
to the mud and rain of Saxony. Quartered at Pontae- 
zen Barracks, in the alleged "rest camp," we waded 
about in mud knee deep and worked sixteen hours a day 
to recover from our strenuous ocean voyage. 

When the order to move was given no one was dis- 
appointed. 

In the trip from Brest to Angouleme we were initi- 
ated to a new instrument of torture, known as "Che- 
veaux 8, Hommes 40." These consisted of small French 
box-cars, with eight-horse capacity, into which forty 
men were crowded. In these we rode, ate and attempt- 
ed to sleep for about thirty-four hours. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 91 

Arrived at Angouleme, our experiences were much 
the same as those of the other batteries and companies. 
It was not until we reached Ambares that we were 
again separated from the regiment and quartered about 
two miles from town in an old wine warehouse. Here 
it was that the few remaining men who had not previ- 
ously succumbed to the charms of the Vin sisters, made 
their debut into the circle of "Wineos." 

The final chapter of our tragic experiences came 
when we reached Pauillac, to await transportation to 
the United States. It was the climax of our misfor- 
tunes when the regiment was ordered to embark and 
we were left behind, quarantined because of a suspected 
case of diphtheria. Perhaps the less said about the 
weeks that followed, the better. They were filled with 
grumbling and hard words. The division of the bat- 
tery, when one hundred men were sent away, did not 
serve to put the men in a better humor. However, the 
word to embark was finally received and all past wrongs 
and grievances forgotten and forgiven. 

What remained of the Forty-seventh sailed on the 
17th of February, 1919. They arrived at New York 
March 4 and were split into detachments, which en- 
trained for various camps, to be discharged from the 
service. 

Although anxious to get home again, the men who 
were left behind were sorry that they were unable to re- 
join the regiment and bid their friends good-bye before 
they left the service. 

Battery "F" characterized itself by its "pep". This 
did much in carrying the battery through a long succes- 



92 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

sion of discouragements, both in France and in the 
United States. It had its beginning at Camp Curtis, 
under the leadership of Captain LaTitte, and made 
easier the clearing of countless stumps and wading in 
oceans of mud. 

When we boarded the "Re d'ltalia" and sailed for 
"Over There" the old "pep" showed itself in the bat- 
tery's attempt to drown its sorrows in barrels of "Dago 
Red." Upon our arrival at Brest and the long march 
through the mud and rain to the rest camp, where we 
did the 'West" of the work, and the long days of fatigue 
on the docks, we distinguished ourselves at heaving 
rails, accompanied by the voice of a dark gentleman 
from Alabama whose song was "Put your hands on it, 
raise it high." 

We "rested" one week at Brest, and one morning 
boarded a train of luxurious side-door Pullmans, fully 
equipped with "sleepers" and dining-car accommoda- 
tions (?). After a two-day ride through miles of the 
most beautiful scenery, we landed in Angouleme. We 
were billeted in the French artillery quarters. I do not 
know where the Frenchmen slept, but we slept on the 
floor. 

Angouleme proved to be quite a place after our stay 
at Brest. In a few days we were all down town trying 
our French on some "petite" mademoiselle. You didn't 
have to speak French to those girls, they understood you 
anyway. It was at Angouleme that we fought the 
bloody "Battle of Cognac," and the guard-house record 
testified as to the number of casualties. We celebrated 
the news of the "armistice" by consuming an unlimited 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 93 

amount of vin blanc and playing ring-around-the-rosy 
with the French girls on the public square. OurThanks- 
giving menu broke all records — vin blanc, roast beef 
and all the trimmings, beer and more vin blanc. 

On the 2 1 St of November we received orders to leave 
on our journey home; we continued to prepare for the 
next three months. First, we moved to Bourg, where 
we celebrated Christmas and astonished the population 
with our ability to put away large quantities of wet 
stufif. 

I think the Colonel thought we were becoming physi- 
cal wrecks, for we hiked to Ambares, our next stop, and 
put out a daily fatigue detail for the Bassens docks until 
we moved to Genicart, where we received our "delous- 
ing" bath and new clothes. 

If anyone is looking for entertainment, let him go 
through a "delouser" like the one at Genicart. It has 
the world beat for excitement. We sailed down the 
river in a few days for Pauillac, where we spent our 
time dodging fatigue details and looking for transports. 
Finally, one did show up, and on the eve of our depar- 
ture from France one luckless private in the battery got 
diptheria and we were left behind. But all of us were 
not to be held long, for the next evening one hundred 
men were picked from the battery to board the "Anti- 
gone" and braved the stormy seas to land in Newport 
News, Va., once more. We expect to be discharged 
soon and hope that our more unfortunate comrades may 
soon land in the good old United States and return once 
more to civilian life. 



94 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 



BATTERY "F" PERSONALS (Very). 

Sergeant Weeks missed his calling; he should have 

been an "M. P." 

••• ••• ••• 

First Sergeant Russel declared war on the Swedes at 

Angouleme. 

••• ••• ••• 

Sergeant Wilson enlisted in the wrong outfit. He 
should be rated in the "Wildcat Division." 



Battery "F" gathered from stray remarks that Sec- 
ond Lieutenant Hampton has some ranch. 

••• •*• •9' 

Silent Corporal Brady says he would rather die in 

Illinois making brick than to try to make soldiers of the 

fifth squad. 

.«. ••• .«• 

Railway mail clerks will celebrate when Private 
Kennedy gets his discharge. 

f ••• .•• 

Private H. V. Nelson liked Sergeant Forbes, but he 
had a habit of marking time on the roster. 

Captain Spear caused Battery "F" to become cross- 
eyed looking for that black spot in the "receiving cham- 
ber" of the rifles. 

••• ••• ••• 

If Lieutenant Hefner had gone "over the top" he 
would not have had to call for volunteers. 

••• ••• .*• 

Lieutenant McCarter is not a drinking man, but when 
he saw the Battery "F" detachment marching into 
Camp Stuart he was not so sure of himself. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 95 

Cooks Quait and Tong have one consolation, they are 
good cooks, or they would have been sent with the first 
detachment. 

Our wagoners spent most of their time driving wheel- 
barrows. 

••> ••. •«. 

Wagoner Holmes, the door-knob king, uses the Hunt 
system while operating the typewriter. 



Sergeant Hughey is a man of few words: "Fall in, 
you birds!" 

Wagoner Snyder makes a better company clerk in one 
way — we get more rumors. 




96 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 



Bird's- Eye View of Battery "F' 



Name 



First Sergt Russell 



Mess Sergt. Fox 



Sup. Sergt. Cahill 
Bat. Clk. Sgt. Forbes 
Sergt. Sowell 



Sergt. Adams 
Sergt. Hughey 



Sergt. Johnson 
Mech. Johnson 

Mech. Farley 
Cook Quaite 
Cook Tong 

Cook Aagesen 

Nielson 

Skidmore 
Farquhar 
Spearman 
Corpl. Henderson 

Larson 

Buckley 

D. D. Rusk 

Preacher 

Powell 

Greenberg 

Carlton 

? ? ? ? ? 



Nickname 



Rusty 



Speedy 



Dad 

Kildle 

Fidler 



Chicken 



Swede 
Adley 



Jigg 

Swede 

Mouthpiece 

Liverlip 
Battery Mouth 
Guts 
Handshaker 

Longboat 

Buck 

Dizz 

Sanitation 

Private Arkansas 

Noisy 

Irish 
Shell shock 



Favorite Saying Chief Occupation 



"Well who's going 
to buy the next 
one." 
"Use your bean — 
that's what it was 
issued to you for." 
"I ain't puttin' out." 
"For cripes sake." 
"The name of the 
game: Holler if 
yer hurt." 



"Snap out of it or 
I'll double - time 
you" 
"I like this yob" 
"The Old Army 

game" 
"I managed for it" 
"I'm gonna quit" 
"Too many oat- 
meal" 
"I got your mouth- 
piece" 
"How did you get 

that way" 
"I wanna go home" 
"When do we eat?" 
"Gimme the duck" 
"I photographed 

that picture" 
"Where's my econ- 
omy can?" 
"Snap out of it> you 

rookies" 
"I've lost my mess 

kit" 
"Any thirds today ?'' 
"I hope to tell ya" 
"Pull in your neck" 



"Get that mess kit 
in your left hand" 



Chair warming 



Entertaining 



Mooching 
Making rosters 
Black-jack 



Girls 



Prunes 

Camouflaging hel- 
mets 
Managing 
Slum burning 



Cussing mouthpiece 
Cussing Swede 
Growling 



Climax 

Losing equipment 

Appetite 



Noise 

Sharpshooting 
Having someone 
salute him 



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S in all organizations, so in the army there 
selves of greater importance than any- 
certain companies which consider them- 
of the remaining companies with whom 
they are affiliated. Such was the case with our 
Headquarters Company. And in fact we were of great- 
er importance when we consider the great number of 
commissioned officers, the non-com. staff, the duty ser- 
geants and corporals and the office force, all of whom 
were attached to Headquarters Company, why should 
we not consider ourselves the most important of the 
twelve organizations? Who sees to it that the regiment 
gets the money? Who issues all orders and supervises 
all changes and all work? Who issues all general or- 
ders, special orders, details for each day, and best of all 
who had charge of the work of demobilization? Sure- 
ly we all realize that these duties all fall to the office 
stafif, every member of which is a member of Head- 
quarters Company. Then are we not justified in feel- 
ing that we as an organization are first and foremost 
among all the constituents of the regiment? Having 
thus satisfied ourselves and having conclusively proven 
to all other members of the regiment that Headquar- 
ters Company is the most dignified, important and es- 
sential organization of the entire regiment, we will pass 
on to a short history of how Headquarters Company 
came into being. 

The greatest number of men in Headquarters Com- 
pany came from Fort McKinley. They were the first 
men to land at Camp Eustis, that is as members of the 



98 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Forty-seventh Artillery, and were under the command 
of Lieutenant Bridger, who for a short time acted as 
regimental adjutant. Lieutenant Harlow, who, also 
accompanied these men, acted as personnel adjutant. 
Later these men were replaced, the former by Captain 
Atkin, later Major, and the latter by Lieutenant Waters, 
a most worthy young officer, whom we now hope has 
at least a captaincy. Slowly our regiment came into 
being. Each day brought new men and officers, chan- 
ges and promotions, until finally we were completely 
organized and order to sail for France. 

Old Dad Cherney, whom we all will recall, acted 
as first sergeant, until Wachsburger arrived and was 
put in charge. Sergeant Wachsburger remained with 
us until demobilization and was well liked by all. To 
be sure, he had his troubles, especially with the non- 
com, staff and the office force. The non-com. staff con- 
sisting of Sergeant Majors, Electrician Sergenats, 
Radio Sergeants, and Master Gunners, felt that they 
were above going out on detail and resented all orders 
to do so and took to the woods, Y. M. C. A. or K. of 
C whenever such orders were issued. Many times 
were they threatened and many times they threatened 
to report their treatment to the officer in charge of the 
non-com. staff artillery school. Such were their trou- 
bles but they were not alone. Like the non-com. staff, 
the members of the office force refused to stand reveille 
even though Sergeant Wachsburger continually pound- 
ed them and Captain Bridger reported them. How- 
ever both the members of the non-com. staff and the 
office force succeeded in putting it over and with a few 
exceptions rarely ever stood reveille, and never stood 
any other formation and only occasionally reported for 
bunk inspection. We all remember Electrical Ser- 
geants Jones, Clarke, Howe, Hevden, also Radio Ser- 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 99 

geants Lee, Harrington, Price, Master Gunners Col- 
lins, Hunter, Anderson, and Tibbots. These were the 
iellows who had the snaps all through the service. They 
did little or no work and rarely complied with any or- 
ders concerning formations, charge of details, etc. And 
will we ever forget how they were held at Camp Eustis 
and not discharged until long after the other men? 
And there were some men like Schleicher, who really 
wanted to get out early so that they might get back to 
college, but an epidemic of mumps was the first delay, 
and an order from the camp commander concerning 
the retention of the non-com. staff capped the climax. 
Upon their return, after a brief furlough they were 
informed that they were to be discharged and a happier 
tody of men was nowhere to be found. 

The office force under Lieutenant Waters, whom we 
all thoroughly respected and admired, consisted of 
Sergeant Majors Senior Grade, Simmons and Myler- 
vold, Sergenat Majors Junior Grade, Joseph and Rob- 
bins. Sergeants McCarthy and Pollex, and Corporals 
Kelley, Felger and Sullivan. All regimental paper 
work was done by these men and they were of especial 
importance and in great demand, especially when any 
official dope was wanted by the men in the regiment. 
Sergeant Major Smith, who had charge of court mar- 
tials, was a popular man when the prisoner wanted to 
get some inside information. 

Our organization in which we were all interested, 
was the band. It was our Colonel's pride and joy. 
Under the direction of Band Leader Vitt it made 
wonderful progress and furnished us much pleasure. 
It was a small, but well trained band and surpassed 
many of the larger bands which we heard while in 
France. 



loo STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Men were taken from the ranks and taughf to play 
various instruments and through the untiring efforts of 
the band leader they soon became masters of the art. 

None of us will ever forget Corporal Dewey. He 
was not only a musician, but also afforded much enter- 
tainment by his songs and recitations. All the members 
of the band were well liked and very popular. They 
were another body of men who avoided all details and 
never did anything except "blow." Yes, some of them 
after blew away for two days at a time. 

In another part of this book there will be found a 
short history of the band. Ihave only mentioned it 
here, because it is connected with Headquarters Com- 
pany, and again emphasizes the weight and importance 
of this organization. 

I will next attempt to give a brief resume of the 
Headquarters while in France. As you have already 
learned from the general history, we landed at Brest. 
While at this city no exemptions were granted as far as 
details were concerned. You were summoned from 
your "bed of mud" in the earyl hours of the morning 
and hustled off in the pouring rain to assist the engi- 
neers in building barracks. I said to assist. We did 
not assist. We did all the building. It was here that 
Headquarters Company suffered worst. Non-com- 
missioned officers of every grade were treated like pri- 
vates, regardless of their ratings. Of course ,no one 
objected to working, for we realized we were at war 
and expected to do anything. But we did resent sleep- 
ing in poorly pitched and non-rain-proof tents. We 
might have stood this, but it seemed impossible to live 
under such conditions for whether we went to bed or 
to mess, we had mud. Then we did not enjoy getting 
up at four bells and marching two miles down the road 
to work. These things were tolerable, but Artillery- 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH loi 

men could not endure being hustled about and domina- 
ted by Engineers. Lucky for both organizations the 
Artillerymen had but a brief stay at Brest and it is 
unnecessary to say that our hearts were filled with joy 
when the news aroused that we were to leave for An- 
gouleme and later for Bourg-Sur-Geronde. 

The story of our stay in this city has already been re- 
lated in a general way, but in order to give the reader 
an insight into the life, of an individual I will tell a 
few facts concerning members of Headquarters Com- 
pany. 

The office force was billeted in the Ancient Citadel, 
which had been a dwelling of many French rulers 
throughout the various ages. It has now been con- 
verted into a wine factory and storehouse and is owned 
by a wealthy American who resides in France. The 
''bug" was in the same building and the office force 
spent many a sleepless night, especially after a pay 
day. Felger would cuss and swear while McCarthy 
would sleep noisily on. Kelley who was not in the 
best of health, but who now I understand is daily im- 
"proving, would send up cries of complaint, but all 
to no avail. An dthen, Pollex, whom the entire affair 
seemed to be as good as a vaudeville show, would burst 
forth with a loud and undescribeable laugh. Sully, 
who would complain just to hear the other fellows 
rave, enjoyed not only the conversation of the soused 
prisoner, who had just received a shot from the Major, 
but also the funny utterances of the boy from "New 
Albany," who was no other than our friend, Felger. 
Although many things of general interest occurred at 
Angouleme, nevertheless, Bourg-sur-Gironde was the 
city which furnished us most pleasure and the hospi- 
tality of its inhabitants knew no bounds. 



I02 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Headquarters Company was billeted' in a bakery 
and aschool, for the most part and so all were at liberty 
to do about as they wished. 

Busekrus and French Wright furnished an abun- 
dance of pleasure. Busekrus would start kidding him 
about his girl and then French would send forth a vol- 
ley of true Alabamian solloquialisms. First he would 
term Busekrus as a "low-down scandal-of-a-beast.'^ 
Busekrus would come back and then the circus would 
get into full swing and we would be in for a night of it 

Corporal Winters was a favorite among many. He 
was only a young boy, but quickly made himself master 
of everything which the army could teach. Of course, 
I do not mean from a military viewpoint. He was 
liked by all, was a good sport and the sort of fellow 
who could both give and take a joke. He was 
"Frenchy's" best pal and "Frenchy" christened him 
"chicken." 

Dizzy Zeller, who was by no means a quiet boy, was 
known to the entire regiment. He was about the size 
of a pint of cider, but a good little scrapper and one 
who would stay with them to the end. He was cook 
in the Company for a while, but having grown too 
fond of his "vin rouge" he lost his rating. He still 
has about a year to serve. Here's luck to him. 

Our mess sergeant was a very popular fellow. At 
all times he gave us excellent service and never failed 
to provide us with the best food obtainable. Of course, 
like all others, he had his troubles, his friends and 
enemies, but it was generally conceded that he was an 
excellent fellow and always worked for the interest of 
the company He was a good "cook" and provided 
us with many excellent meals. Three cheers for Ser- 
geant Heifer! 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 103 

It would be impossible to discuss each and every 
member of the company so I will mention a few nota- 
bles and will ask all others not to feel slighted. 

Sergeant Major Simmons was known to every mem- 
ber of the regiment. He was the most important factor 
in Regimental Headquarters and liked by all. A mem- 
ber of the regular army, he never ceased to land army 
life to the skies. But we all didn't feel that way about 
it. As for liking France, he loved it and especially 
loved the things it produced, being especially partial 
to its wines which he always managed to obtain even 
when the regiment was under quarantine. He was a 
bright man and obtained great pleasure from the argu- 
ments which he had with Sullivan concerning Shake- 
speare. 

Sergeant Major Mylervold was another popular fel- 
low. He was particularly well liked by the first ser- 
geants and company clerks of the various organiza- 
tions. He had charge of the personnel office and was 
a most competent fellow. He was friendly, genial and 
of the typical western habits and customs. 

Of course we all remember Sergeant Major Joseph. 
There were two things in which he was particularly 
strong. One was eating, the other was meeting his 
French mademoiselles. He knew little about the lan- 
guage, but always had an interpreter near at hand and 
so was always in right. If a change were made from 
one town to another, "Joe" always found the best bil- 
leting place for himself and if a bed was available, he 
always ''nailed" one. He was a good office man and a 
fine sport. 

Sergeant Major Robbins was not with us very long 
as a member of the office force. He was a fine cornetist 
and was soon made use of in the land. Toward the end 
of our days in the service he returned to the office and 
was of great assistance during demobilization. 



104 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

No doubt the reader will be pleased to hear a few 
remarks concerning the non-com. staff members not in- 
cluded in any of the foregoing. No one can possibly 
forget the fun which some of us had at Anderson's ex- 
pense. He came from Virginia and so we had ample 
material to use in kidding him about the sunny south. 
While at Eustis, we saw mud in almost as great quan- 
tities as at Brest. So we immediately drew our con- 
clusions concerning the south and jollied "Andy" ac- 
cordingly. 

Then ther were Winters and Collins from Califor- 
nia. Winters was a quiet, reserved chap, with many 
things to think about besides the army. He was good 
company and an intelligent young man. Collins was 
the "Jester" of the staff. He was eccentric naturally 
and had the faculty of making himsefl morose by his 
funny sayings puns, wits and gestures. He offorded us 
many pleasant hours and was most popular as a "late 
sleeper." In fact he never stood reveille. When asked 
his name he would reply "I have none" or "try and 
find out." A very accommodating young man you see 
especially to the Sergeant who was taking names of 
those who did not stand reveille. 

Then there were two young men who were out for 
financial gain, Howe and Clarke. If you wanted them 
you would find them at play. Just what they were 
playing, I will leave for the reader to guess. Howe 
was very fond of the Y. M. C. A. and K. of C. halls. 
He could always be found at one of these places, ex- 
cept at mess time and after retreat. Of course his time 
was his own after this formation and he could always 
be found at play. 

Clarke was one of my best friends and an interesting 
chap. He was well liked by all and was the type of 
fellow who was with you at all times, both in good and 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 105 

in bad fortune. He was on the level and would share 
his last nickel with you. 

The next group will be made up of five fine fellows; 
Hunter, Heyden, Lee, Price and Schleicher. Hunter 
was well liked by all and a fellow of worth and merit. 
Like most of us, he was always to be found at the "Y" 
if there was one and he together with the other fellows 
in the group would spend the day playing pinochle. 

Heyden, who like many of us, was a college man, was 
known to us best as "Cutie." I believe he received this 
name from his chum, Price. In so christening him, 
Price certainly showed good judgment. There was no 
fellow in the regiment with whom you would sooner 
be chums than with "Cutie." He was always the same. 
Quiet, reserved, but pleasant, cheerful, friendly and 
able to both give and take a joke. If you wished to 
talk with him on serious matters he was capable of do- 
ing so and many times have I conversed with him on 
mathematical and philosophical topics. He was worth 
knowing and retaining as a friend in later days. May 
success and happiness always attend him. 

Next is Linsey Lee. He came from Florida and of- 
ten wished he was back there. During my college days 
and in my travels I have met many and varied types of 
men, but I must frankly confess that for sheer wit, un- 
premediated and in its best form, I have never met his 
equal. He was the type of fellow which we call ''dry." 
He had a peculiar droll and colloquialisms which were 
his own possescsions. Every time he spoke some witty 
saying fell from his lips and he was instrumental in 
keeping the boys in good spirits. There was not a fel- 
low who did not like him and ther were many like 
Schleicher, Andy and myself who were very fond of 
him. 



io6 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Myron Price was about as young a fellow as we had 
in the company. He was also a college man who left 
his Alma Mater to enter the service. Myron was a 
pinochle shark and was always at it. Like the other 
boys, he was chummy, good company, and intelligent. 
He was interested in agriculture and anxious to get 
back to his beloved west. No doubt he is now absorbed 
in the strenuous duties of college life. 

Schleicher was an interesting fellow and a great 
reader. You could never find him unless he had a book 
in his hand and although pursuing a straight college 
course, he was likewise interested in agriculture. 

And now while I have a certain young man in mind, 
I must acquaint the reader with his chief characteris- 
tics. The fellow to whom I refer is no other than our 
friend Tibbotts. His chief characteristic was "hoard- 
ing." He had more money than most officers, and he 
knew how to keep it. Whenever a joke was to be 
played, it was a always on Tibbotts, and more than once 
has he quietly crept into bed and then — crash! — he 
would find himself on the floor. Or in the morning he 
would arise only to find his clothes tied in knots, which 
many times required cutting. He was interested in 
agriculture, and had had two years' work at Cornell. 
However, he was not the kind that could endure much 
kidding, and more than once he started to "clean up" 
several of the boys. He was easily angered, ^nd very 
quick to act. However, he never harmed any one, so we 
will pass him on among the good fellows. 

Then there was the representative from Carolina — 
"Happy Harrington." He always wore a smile and 
had a good word for every one. He was a big fellow 
and looked much older than he really was. "Happy" 
was always pleasant and had a good word for every one. 
He was an excellent demonstrator of Southern hospi- 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 107 

tality. And, oh how he could sleep ! But in this game 
he was not alone. In fact, he had several rivals. "Hap- 
py," like the rest of us, was mighty glad when he re- 
ceived that little paper which sent him back to Carolina 
and civilization. 

Then there was Wilkey, from Illinois. He was 
known to all of us and was a great talker. He would 
sit around, smoke and talk for hours at a time. Like 
the rest of the staff, he could most always be found at 
the "Y" enjoying the heat and relishing the jelly sand- 
wiches and coffee, even if it did make a big hole in his 
bank-roll. What else was there to do with money? 

I suppose the eager reader has been wondering if I 
would neglect to mention H. N. Jones. He is last, but 
not least, of the "non-com" staff, and the writer has had 
him in mind from the start, but has reserved this par- 
ticular place for him. Harold was my friend and 
"paal" from the day I met him personally at Bourg-sur- 
Gironde. A finer fellow never lived. He was a gradu- 
ate of Maine University and a young man of charm and 
culture — just the sort of fellow you like to know and to 
have for a "pal" and "chum," not only in the Army, but 
preferably in civil life, where men are equal and capa- 
ble of living and doing as they desire. Harold proved 
himself to be a real sport, and we spent much of our 
time together discussing various problems of general 
interest, and together we attended the shows and out- 
door sports. While we were glad that the day came 
that we were again to become civilians, nevertheless we 
felt that the best of friends were parting, but there was 
consolation in the fact that we were free to travel about 
as we wished. All the boys liked "Jonsie," and we 
would all gather around and eat, talk and smoke like 
one big family. Let us hope that he will always be 
successful in life and never again leave his peaceful 



io8 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

home to enter into so terrible a conflict. By the way, 
Harold had a good knowledge of French, and as we 
might all expect, won the hearts of many ''fair French 
queens." But he left them all in France. He had met 
the fairest of all in the U. S. A., and it was to her he 
was anxious to return. Some men know the news by 
this time. But if you haven't heard, make a guess. Yes, 
that's right. Some girl, I'll say. 

Now I will endeavor to place before you our First 
Sergeant. He was really a "good skate." He had his 
work to do and, as you know, "orders are orders," no 
matter how he felt about it. But when it came to pre- 
ferring charges and doing other unpleasant things, he 
always was slow to act and vrey sure. If he could do 
a favor for you, he always would, and you could de- 
pend on him never to see a "crap game" and never to 
see the fellow who was dodging duty. He was a good 
triend of the office force, and they in turn did many 
favors for him. He waas particularly chummy with 
the mess sergeant, but who wouldn't be? I guess Wachs- 
burger is still in the service, as he was a regular army 
man and had about one year to serve. 

Our Mess Sergeant was Hefner, and without doubt 
he was the most important man in the compaany at 
three different periods of the day. In general, he was 
well liked, and although I believe he did his best tt all 
times, nevertheless there were a few who disagreed, and 
he, like many others, used to get his "roasting." Still, 
whenever anything edible was available, he was always 
on the job, and Headquarters Company usually had the 
best mess of the outfit. 

You remember Henry Cass. Everybody liked Henry. 
He was a school teacher and anxious to get back to his 
desk and books. He received a corporalcy and was a 
fine soldier — always friendly, jolly and ready to help 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 109 

the other fellow. Let us hope he is again back at his 
profession. As to making good, we know he will do 
that. 

Then there were Sergeants Meyers, Draghi, Wol- 
fensberger and Weaver. Meyers was commonly 
thought to be a pessimist. I never charaacterized him 
a s such until it came to demobilization. To listen to 
him one would think he was never going to get out of 
the army. However, we all were discharged, and I 
guess Meyers is back enjoying life in Ohio. 

If there ever was a real soldier, Draghi was one. To 
see that boy go through the manual of arms would do 
any one a world of good. He had a soldierly person- 
ality and liked the life. Everybody liked him, and 
never once do I recall him having made himself offi- 
cious. 

Wolfensberger was a quiet sort of chap, but was 
always on the job, and made an excellent sergeant. 

Weaver was a funny fellow. He did love to have 
charge of quarters, and one fine day we found out there 
was a reason. If there was anything he could do well, 
it was to drink wine — cognac, beer, and anything else 
he could get hold of. Still he was a good fellow and 
would do you a good turn whenever possible. 

Then there was little Carson. He was all right, ex- 
cept that he thought he could fight. I have since been 
informed that he found out he could not. I remember 
that he did beat up a few of the boys, anyway. 

Then there was our barber! He would never cut 
your hair when you wanted him to, and made a mess of 
it when he did cut it. We had lots of fun at his ex- 
pense, and it was often said that he was half-baked, but 
others thought that a fire had never bee nstarted under 
him. 



no STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Next in line is "Jumbo." For the most part, he was 
an orderly. And, believe me, he was a good one. He 
was characterized as being "dizzy," but who wouldn't 
be in that outfit. He was always on the job, and when 
he went out with a memorandum he always delivered 
it. He was the bets orderly we had. 

Then there was the Headquarters' office clerk. Some 
boy! He was known to most of us as the "Duke of 
Door Knobs." To say what his official position was, 
would be impossible, but he certainly knew how to put 
it over when it came to court-martials, and although he 
had three, he never paid the penalty of any. For this 
and many other reasons, he had everybody's goat, as 
you will all recall. But he was in strong somewhere, 
and that's all that is necessary in the army. If he ever 
did straight duty, K. P. or fatigue work, he would die 
at the end of the day. 

We all remember Reilley. If a new rumor was pos- 
sible, Reilley always had it, and used as his authority 
usually "Mac," from the office, who was a sergeant 
and stenographer for the regimental adjutant. "Mac" 
was also the right-hand clerk for the Colonel and acted 
as stenographer at a very important trial while in 
France. "Mac" is a bright fellow, a good sport and a 
real friend, and by this time must be holding down a 
responsible position. 

We certainly were discontented at Brest and were 
glad when we piled into cattle cars and moved to An- 
gouleme. At this city we did enjoy ourselves. There 
were many things of interest to be seen. We were bil- 
leted at the barracks of Napoleon, and round about us 
were many historic spots and ancient buildings. We 
often visited these places and found them beautiful and 
-well worth seeing. My knowledge of French proved 
very useful and made things seem more real than they 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH iii 

otherwise would have been. I made this discovery 
from the statement of companions who knew no French. 
We received many invitations from the French people 
to visit them and have dinner with them, and these 
were nearly always accepted. I made the acquaintance 
of a Frenchman who spoke excellent English, having 
been to England several times. He was a correspon- 
dent and guide and had been through all the countries 
of Europe. I was amazed at his detailed knowledge 
of the geography of the United States. He even knew 
the important streets of New York, Boston and Chi- 
cago, even though he had never been to the States. The 
city of Angouleme was quite broken up. The city 
proper, in which we were billeted, comprised the larger 
part, and was located on a hill. A walk of two miles 
from our barracks brought us to the park. It was very 
beautiful. Filled with ancient statues, beautiful foun- 
tains and green trees, which are peculiar to France 
aalone, it presented the most magnificent sight I have 
ever seen, excluding the view which one receives as he 
lies at anchor in the harbor of Brest. This park is sur- 
rounded by a white stone wall, and below one sees what 
at first appears to be several small towns. These appar- 
ently small towns are part of the city of Angouleme and 
are reached by descending long winding paths and 
stairs. This section is occupied mainly by the farmers, 
and the beautiful gardens and vineyards really fill one 
with a love of nature. As I have told you, Angouleme 
is a large city, and it was here that we bought most of 
our gifts for our mothers, wives and sweethearts. 

At Bourg we spent many pleasant days, all of us 
finding some one or some thing in which we were inter- 
ested. It was at this city that the "vin rouge" indulgers 
received their ''shots." It seemed to be a discovery 
made about that time, and it certainly did work well — 
administered by the medicos. 



112 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

This was a small town, and we soon became very well 
acquainted. The people of the town acclaimed us as 
the most gentlemanly and respectable contingent which 
had ever been in the town. But tihs was no bouquet 
for us, as we had an excellent record from the day we 
landed in France until the day we left the country. As 
a regiment from the day of organization until the day 
of demobilization we were unexcelled in character and 
soldierly conduct. Our Colonel was proud of us — and 
justly so. 

At Bourg there was little to be done, and most of the 
training consisted of long hikes and setting-up exer- 
cises. The Headquarters Company furnished the guard 
almost daily, and it was then that they, Chumblay and 
the other fellows would send up the howl, "The war is 
over and we want to go home!" They were Texans, 
and had but one ambition, namely, to clean up Mexico. 
They maintained that the men in the State of Texas 
could do it alone if the Government would only grant 
them the permission. Sergeant Webber, who also came 
from Texas, maintained the same opinion, and in view 
of that fact there must have been something in it. 

You all recall Sergeant Gheen, from Pennsylvania. I 
remember the smile that bedecked his face the day he 
received that little piece of paper which made him a 
free man once again. He was of a very serious na- 
ture and rather quiet. He made a good sergeant and 
was well liked by the boys. 

Then there was the quietest boy in the company. He 
came from Boston, and to him Boston was the world, 
especially when he had France in mind. His ''pal" 
was a corporal whose name I have forgotten. He 
hailed from Pennsylvania also. The corporal chris- 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 113 

tened his friend "Sleepy," but to us he always seemed 
wide awake. He was in the office for a long time and 
was then transferred to Headquarters Company as 
clerk. He could not live in harmony with Paul Kor- 
win, who was head clerk ( ?) in the company office, and 
so "Sleep" got out. 

Then there were Petersen, Perry and Kenney. We 
were all impressed with Petersen as being a fellow who 
thought he knew it all, but "Pete" was really a good 
fellow if one understood him. Many times have I 
had long conversations with him on various topics, and 
I always found him to be intelligent. But you know 
we all have our own opinions, likes and dislikes, and so 
it was with "Pete." He had those he liked, and there 
were those who didn't like him, but he never had any 
trouble and always passed the time of day with every 
man. 

Perry was a funny fellow. He would get half-shot 
and then the fun would start. He was very witty and 
made things pleasant for all. He was only about 
twenty years of age, a regular army man, and when we 
were demobilized he still had some time to put in. 

Kenney hailed from Colorado. He was a brilliant 
fellow, but never seemed to get an5rwhere. During our 
last days in France he succeeded Turk as mail sergeant 
and, indeed, he made good. He gave excellent service 
and was always on the job and very accommodating. 
I believe he has returned to Colorado and will again 
engage in cattle raising. His health was somewhat 
impaired, but I have recently been informed that he is 
rapidly returning to his former condition of health and 
vigor. Let us wish him luck in whatever field he may 
enter. 

To continue the story of our travel, after having been 
at Bourg for several weeks, we left for Ambares. We 



114 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

marched all the way, and things were most disagree- 
able. It was wet, muddy and raining. At Ambares 
we were broken up and billeted in barns, private houses, 
etc. Every one was disgusted with this change. We 
were far away from the main part of the city and there 
was no form of entertainment. There was no "Y," no 
"K. of C." In fact, we were isolated from all civiliza- 
tion. To make matters worse, the "flu" broke out and 
we were again quarantined — might just as well be, for 
there was nothing to do and nowhere to go. However, 
we managed to get a few sweets and some wine even 
though under quarantine. But who could stop the 
"Sheriff" from getting his "vin rouge"? 

On Sundays we would walk out into the country and 
visit our French friends. We would hear all about this 
war and the other wars which have helped to devastate 
and ruin France. The people were kind and interest- 
ing. Those who were fortunate enough to have cameras 
took pictures of the various interesting sites, many of 
which appear in this book. It rained nearly every day 
while we were at Ambares, and many of us were unfor- 
tunate enough to be a mile or so away from the kitchen, 
and more than once we went without a meal. We were 
certainly glad when we left this "burgh," and felt sure 
that our next stop would be an embarkation camp. It 
was known as such, but before we were to put forth 
upon the briny deep we had still another stop to make. 

From Ambares we moved to Genicart. It was here 
that we were deloused. We began to go through the 
necessary process early in the day, and did not finish 
until the early hours of the morning. Everything was 
taken from us. We were supposed to be the first com- 
pany put through, but whatever happened, we were 
among the last. We had a fine hot bath, a medical ex- 
amination, and were given clean clothing from the skin 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 115 

out and from the feet up. Now we were positive we 
would soon start for home. 

Our barracks were built of wood and fairly comfort- 
able. Our meals were really good, and there was a Vic- 
tory Theatre near, besides a "Y" hut and a "K. of C." 
hut, both of which were crowded day and night. We 
were in charge of Colonel Hennessey at Genicart. 
This colonel was known to almost every American sol- 
dier. They had nicknamed him ''Spike," and, believe 
me, he was hard-boiled. One day while awaiting or- 
ders he called the regiment out, company by company, 
and examined them to see whether or not they had con- 
cealed any sweaters or leather jerkins. He found a big 
supply, and then there was trouble in camp. This event 
is said to have caused us considerable delay in sailing. 

I remember when Headquarters was searched. Sol- 
diers and non-coms snatched off their sweaters and jer- 
kins, and you could see them flying in all directions. 
"Spike" soon got wise, and you all remember the results. 
Still, many managed to bring their leather jerkins home 
wit hthem, and they were worth while cribbing. Even 
the officers were "in" on them. 

Leaving Genicart, we went to Paulliac. Part of the 
journey was made by boat and part on foot. Here we 
were billeted in a building which had been used for the 
construction of seaplanes. "Pop" Cherney became the 
possessor of part of a plane and brought it back to the 
States with him. 

The building was a massive one, and we had several 
thousand troops billeted with us, among them being men 
of the Black Hawk Division and Red Hatchet Division. 
It was here that an epidemic of mumps broke out, and 
while we did not have them, nevertheless we had to 
suffer and were held in quarantine at Camp Eustis, 
Virginia, when we arrived from overseas. 



ii6 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

After a tiresome and unpleasant stay at Pauillac, we 
finally embarked for home. We sailed on the "Mada- 
waska," formerly a German passenger vessel. The 
journey, which required thirteen days, was a tedious 
one, but finally we arrived at Newport News, glad to 
get back to the good old U. S. A. We went to Camp 
Stuart, and after another delousing proceeded to Camp 
Eustis (Useless). It was here that we were held in 
quarantine because of the mumps. Very few men from 
Headquarters Company caught the disease. Among 
the sufferers were Kenney, the mail sergeant, and 
French Wright. These are the only two I recall at the 
present time. There may have been others. Finally 
the quarantine was lifted, and from that day on the men 
in the office were constantly questioned as to when cer- 
tain detachments would leave. The work progressed 
nicely under the able supervision and direction of Lieu- 
tenant Waters, and within three or four days not only 
Headquarters Company, but the Forty-seventh Coast 
Artillery Corps, was only a memory. 

Thus ended Headquarters Company, and every one 
was happy. Now they are scattered throughout the 
United States, for every State in the Union seemed to 
be represented not only in the regiment, but especially 
in Headquarters Company. They were a pleasant, 
agreeable, willing body of men, and no doubt this book 
will be a treasure to them and will keep their memories 
refreshed in so far as their days in the army and in 
France are concemed. To make comment upon each 
and every member of the companay would be impos- 
sible. As I am writing this I am without a roster of 
the company, and so I am recalling the men as best I 
can. Those who are not mentioned need not feel slight- 
ed, as no particulaar choice was made in commenting 
on any individual. I have dealt impartially with all, as 
all were my friends and comrades. To make mention 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 117 

oi every member would require not only many long 
:hours' work, but also much space in our book, which 
for many reasons is limited. 

The book was not designed with the purpose of paint- 
ing each individual's character, but rather to present 
events, episodes and happenings which will interest all 
members of the regiment. May it afford you comfort 
when you feel "blue," and may you always keep it and 
regard it as a treasure, for it surely will be when age 
creeps on and you are no longer able to enjoy the social 
attractions of life. As you sit in your library and skim 
through it, you will recall pleasant days, happy faces 
^nd loving friends. 





ii8 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

i 

NE of the most appreciated units of any regi- 
ment is that one which furnishes stirring 
music and enlivens the spirits of the men. 
One Colonel, fully realizing this in the early 
part of the organization of the regiment, started to build 
up a band of real worth. The excavation for the foun- 
dation began in real earnest. 

Down at Fortress Monroe, in the Old Dominion 
State, was the Fourth Artillery Band. Every man had 
from two to eight "hash stripes" to his credit. Our 
Colonel picked three men from this band. The first 
choice was Musician Gustave A. Vitt, for band leader; 
second, Musician Walter Vitt, assistant band leader; 
third. Musician Oliver Baudoin, band sergeant. To 
hold up the other corner of his edifice, the Command- 
ing Officer burned the wires to the Soldiers' Home at 
Phoebus and extracted from the band located there Er- 
nest Sholes, our present sergeant bugler and chief trum- 
peter. Now the four corner posts of our band were set. 
Next to be built was the frame work. Orders were sent 
out to each organization of the regiment for every man 
who had any knowledge of a band instrument to report 
for practice. 

Private Marvin P. Baker, of Texas, reported for 
work. He told Sergeant Vitt that he used to ''slip the 
slide" over a few notes down in the "Lone Star State." 
He was given a horn and took his seat in the pit. The 
door opened again, and we found Private David Bever- 
idge entering upon the scene of action. He came from 
Texas also. He said he used to play a few cords in the- 




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STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 119 

cornet section, so he was sent to the pit ready for duty. 
Sergeant Vitt then turned around and beheld three more 
soldiers who had slipped in without making any noise. 
(To tell the truth about it, Bugler Walter Opperman, 
better known as "Off," never did make much noise, ex- 
cept when armed with some kind of an artificial respira- 
tor, such as a bugle or a cornet.) He told the assistant 
band leader he guessed he could play a little, anyway 
(he always was modest, ask any of the bunch) . He took 
his seat in the orchestra ring armed with a ''trumpet" 
cornet. Bugler Joseph Sollars said : "As how he lowed, 
he could perform a little on a baritone sax." Of course, 
you could tell by his brogue that he was a "Hoosier." 
So Joe extracted his "foghorn" from its unshapely box 
and proceeded to his place in the ring. The next fel- 
low up was Corporal Ray R. Dewey, a long, tall, dis- 
connected gink who "guessed he could operate a little 
on an alto horn." He was given one of those "ring- 
around-the-rosy" effects that looked like a trombone 
crossed by a baritone. He entered the musical arena 
ready for combat. This trio, by the way, all hailed 
from that notorious Battery "B," organized at Fort 
Washington, Maryland. The next soldier to approach 
the "melee" was Private Harold B. Anderson, who had 
won fame as a Jazz artist in some orchestra 'way over 
among the sticks of Illinois. His instrument was a 
clarinet in the B flat register. Just as he adjusted his 
"enlarged" piccolo and got seated comfortably on a soft 
pine bench, in popped another guy who gave his name 
as Private Homer B. Mitchell, and right away the 
group knew this nickname would be "Red," because his 
hair was the color of brick dust. Yes, he played bass. 
A detail was appointed from members present to assist 
our newly arrived brother in conveying his instrument 
to its place in the pit. During a little intermission that 
followed Sergeant Vitt remarked that business had been 



I20 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

exceptionally good so far, and if he could be fortunate 
enough to get some one to rattle the snare and ding- 
dong the bass drum, he would be ready for real business. 
The suspense was getting to a high pitch, when, lo and 
behold, the door opened and in stepped two more 
strangers, clad in khaki. One, of slight stature, didn't 
look very favorable for a bass-drummer, but one can't 
always judge by appearance. However, as luck would 
have it, he said his hobby was the huge drum, so we all 
decided to let him have it. He gave his name as Pri- 
vate Roy D. McBride, also from Texas. He slid into 
position behind his instrument. His ''pard" was a tenor 
drummer from New "Yok" — that's the way he said it, 
anyway. His "nom de plume" was Mills. He took up 
his rattler and sticks, and then the sergeant in charge 
said we were ready to go; but before we could get 
started, in popped another guy by the name of Private 
^'Bobbie" Andrews (since nicknamed "Duke," having 
had a dream of inheriting a "handle" from his ances- 
tors in England). He told Mr. Vitt that he was an 
"alto-playing fool," and we afterwards found out that 
he could do a little of the first and act a lot of the latter. 

Now comes the first scene of the musical organization 
known as the "Forty-seventh Artillery Band" of the 
Coast Artillery Corps: 

ACT I SCENE I 

CHARACTERS 

E Clarinet Band Leader Gustave A. Vitt 

Baritone Asst. Band Leader Walter Vitt 

Solo Alto Band Sergeant Oliver Bandoin 

B Clarinet Private Harold B. Anderson 

ist Trombone Private Marvin P. Baker 

ist Cornet Bugler Walter Opperraan 

Baritone Sax Bugler Joseph SoUars 

E Bass Private Homer B. Mitchell 

2nd Cornet Private David Beveridge 

2nd Alto Corporal Roy R. Dewey 

3rd Alto Private Roy D. McBride 

Tenor Drum Private Orville Mills 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 121 

Scenario arranged by the band leader. Lots of music 
murdered, but the sheets were not injured much and the 
instruments weathered the storm. Colonel Hardin, still 
looking for recruits with musical inclination. 

Act II. Time Oct. ist. Scene I. 

Private Louis Nagy, added to the list, came in from 
Camp Meade. Transferred from replacement troops. 
Snare Drummer Mills gets a pass to New York to get 
remarried. Too much marriage caused him to send 
telegram back to Camp "Useless" that he was "bad 
sick." Band working hard every day; rehearsals and 
battalion parades. 

Scene II. 

Orders come to leave for Camp Stuart October 11, 
1918. Still no snare drummer. Arrive at Stuart after 
a short hike. Our present sergeant bugler and solo 
cornetist joins us here. He comes with a good reputa- 
tion, and from the way he hit the notes at the first re- 
hearsal at Camp Stuart, he obviously reads some music 
and has an excellent tone. He is an old cavalry man 
and will leave with the Forty-seventh, C. A. C. Board 
"Zeelandia" on the 13th of October, with thirteen mem- 
bers in the band. Take siding on the promenade deck 
amidships. More music. Everybody feeling like a 
sailor the first day out. 

Second Day Out — Musicians Dewey and Andrews 
playing a losing game — everything going out, nothing 
coming in. Musician Opperman looking rather pale 
around the gills, but not putting out anything to the fish. 

Third Day Out — Musician Nagy finds where they 
keep sandwiches and puts Mitchell and Beveridge next. 
Musician Sollars pays two bits for one bite of would-be 
ham sandwich. 



122 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Fourth Day Out — Everybody feeling a little better. 
The "Duke" still in his bunk. Dewey slightly im- 
proved. Everybody else has his "sea-legs." 

Fifth Day Out — Everybody reports at ten o'clock for 
concert on fore-well deck. Everybody enjoys "Aban^- 
don sleep" drill with friend Life Preserver swung 
"fore" and "aft." 

Sixth Day Out — Nagy and Andrews dine with the 
crew. Nothing small about Nagy but his appetite. 

The other six days were filled up by the usual routine 
— no "subs" for excitement. Finally land on the 26th 
of October at Brest, France. 

Act hi. Scene I. Brest. 

Scenario arranged about four hundred years ago and 
no improvements as yet. Arranged by what the boys 
dubbed as "frogs." If they were not "frogs" they would 
be out of luck. Rains forty days out of every thirty- 
nine. 

Well, we unloaded on the dock and marched (waded) 
out to the "rest" camp. There were more "rests" at the 
camp than any we had ever seen. First you burn the 
"rest" of the candles and do the "rest" of your work in 
the dark. Then you eat the "rest" of your corned 
"boss" left from your emergency rations. Then the 
"rest" of the bunch is put on detail to do the "rest" of 
the work around camp and the "rest" of the regiment 
is put on detail to do the "rest" of the work, such as 
hauling water by a newly invented "motor power." 
There were about fourteen motors on each vehicle — 
some strong, others weak (intentionally) . The "water- 
wagon special" left camp early and late. Made three 
trips. Some paid their fare by pushing, others rode, 
and even dragged their feet free of charge. Sergeant 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 123 

Washberger wore out six whistles in one week round- 
ing up the band and "non-com" staff for the water- 
wagon detail. 

Attention to Orders — Forty-seventh Regiment leaves 
Brest Rest Camp tomorrow; destination, somewhere in 
France! Everybody gets a new smile, one of those 
broad grins issued to him on "memorandum receipe" 
from the supply sergeant. 

EXTRA— MORNING EDITION! 

Band rides on trucks to railroad depot! Lucky for 
once. All the soldiers in the regiment take a stroll in 
full packs and finally reach the station. We get car 
No. 13. Trip uneventful. We arrive at Angouleme, 
destined to take a great place in the history of the so- 
called "Boilermakers" of the Forty-seventh Regiment. 

Act IV. Angouleme. Scene I. 

Everybody gets "hard." Slept about three days oa 
real old-fashioned concrete. Later we receive a bale 
of straw and a bed sack. Then we move in and sleep 
on a shelf about like grandma used to keep her dishes 
on, only wider. Routine of work consisted of rehear- 
sals — guardmount and concerts every day. Outside of 
this, we didn't have much to do. 

A few remarks in regard to the personnel of the 
group : 

Colonel Hardin gets busy and with the assistance 01 
the band leader they comb the muster-roll of the other 
organizations for musicians. 

Private Frank B. Ortman came in one day and was 
given a trial. He claimed as his victim the slippery 
slide-horn. He made a good impression on the band 
master and later was transferred to the band from Bac 
tery "E". 



124 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Then Patrick Joseph Sweeney came in to try out for 
that position that had been vacant so long — snare drum- 
mer. He made some hit at the first trial. We stole 
him out of a casual outfit. 

Elzie Unthank, a "mile-a-minute" truck driver, 
called on the boys at rehearsal one day. We stuck his 
head in the Helicon, double B bass horn, and every time 
we turn out for a few "discords" he has the same instru- 
ment. 

Urban Steinmetz made a business trip into the music 
parlor of the Forty-seventh Artillery, C. A. C, and was 
assigned to the sax section, baritonically speaking, Sol- 
lars having been transferred to the cornet section. Gil- 
bert Dremen heard of the great merits of our organi- 
zation. After listening to one of our heart-wringing 
renditions he knocked at the door and asked for a hear- 
ing with the band leader. Dreman used to saw a few 
mielodies on a fiddle, but as yet was unacquainted with 
a sax-horn. He was given a tenor saxaphone, and at 
present writing is doing fine. 

Another man with musical ability wandered into the 
band room one day and asked to take a look at an alto 
^'fog horn." Musician SoUars was put on the job and 
taught him the keyboard and the various positions of 
the different notes. This man was Corporal H. G. 
Ainsworth. He is now playing good harmony and 
holds the rank of third class musician. All other fu- 
ture efforts to increase the membership of our organi- 
zation were futile. 

Several of the boys "went over the top" "in the battle 
of cognac," "vin blanc" and "vin rouge." Sollars was 
gassed pretty severely, but soon recovered without anv 
"Serious trouble resulting. Ortman Vent over the top" 
the same night with Joe, and how many dead "soldiers" 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 125 

were left we never will know. They boast of climbing 
over many a wall, but never once did they get a bad fall. 
Beveridge got shot in the scrape, but managed to get 
home in pretty good shape. Anderson was wounded 
during the terrible fray, but came home with nothing 
to say. Sergeant Sholes carries his winning smile down 
to the park. Take it from me, he made some slaughter 
at most every concert. 

Act V. BouRG. Scene I. 

Daily Happenings — The bugler never did forget that 
awful "first call." Sergeant Bandoin never forget to 
tell you about being prompt at reveille. The elements 
were daily of the rainy order. Three mess calls meant 
a six-mile hike every day if attended with regularity. 
Hikes came every morning, rain or shine, and oversea 
caps shed the rain like a mosquito bar. More daylight 
robberies by street peddlers and the wine-room keep- 
ers. Sergeant Major Robbins playing a cornet at rhis 
time was wounded severely in the battle of "vin blanc" 
at this place. There were a few other casualties, but of 
minor importance. Goose for dinner. Christmas w^as 
another feature. Band concert was given every day in 
the park, weather permitting. Musician Dreman made 
himself famous as a football artist. Musician Ortman 
wins all the matches and quits. 

Act VI. Ambares. Scene I. 

Band rides again; in fact we always ride, according 
to the other boys. Some of the boys swore that they 
had slept on straw in the hay mow before. Sollars still 
declares he is afraid of rats. Some specimens of the ro- 
dent make music while we try to sleep. Some of the 
boys get their third ''wound stripe" at this place. The 
"Duke" still the "lady-killer," as usual. 



126 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Outside — Everybody makes a visit to the major doc- 
tor. Only two miles to the mess shack to get more grits 
and slum. Salt still "A. W. O. L." Sugar on the sick 
list. 

Assistant Band Leader Walter Vitt buries his crip- 
pled baritone and dresses up as a "slidest tromboneest" 
artist. Sweeney gets foxy with the drumsticks. 

Musician Nagy takes in washing for the madam. 

Extra — Sun shone two hours out of the last seventy- 
two. Band hikes all day in the rain. Musician Dewye 
still growls as the H^O courses down his benign fea- 
tures just as if he were bareheaded. 

Musician Ortman reaches the side door just in time 
to drench Monsieur Spencer with a mixture of vin 
blanc and so forth. "Boku" vin blanc. Ask Frank B., 
he knows. 

Musician Unthank still goes to bed at six o'clock 
and then has to be pulled out at reveille. 

Dreman and Mitchell put on a six-round bout. 
Mitchell takes the count. 

Sergeant Bandoin conducts a side trip to the "city of 
the dead." They find many grave situations. 

"Flu" breaks out among the inhabitants. Every- 
thing quarantined. All a fake. No sickness develop- 
ing! 

Musician Baker returns home with Cayuga Sollars, 
the latter having spent a few hours with Misses Vin 
Blanc and Old Man Cognac. The other three boys 
made it all right without assistance. 

Mess Sergeant Heffuer celebrates his birthday by a 
big feed. Band presents him with a few boxes of ci- 
gars and their compliments. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 127 

Good News — Leave Ambares tomorrow! Every- 
body happy! 

Act VII. Genicart. Scene I. 

Truck driver hauled us about fourteen miles — only 
nine out of the way. 

Everybody turns out to go through the "mill." Good- 
by, "cootie," you must leave me. 

Several of the boys get caught in the sweater round- 
up, no jerkins having been issued. Lots of excitement. 
Major McDonald saves the day. 

Band takes a hike to another camp to change their 
money into real American "kale." No more coupon 
money. 

Musician Sollars finds that he forgot his blouse at the 
first inspection. The Colonel smiles and passes on down 
the line. Sergeant Opperman gets another "bawling 
out." 

Everybody kept pretty busy between Y. M. C. A., 
daily inspections and concerts. 

Band plays at Genicart No. i for officers' dance. 
Good night, nurse! Over one hundred nurses present 
from surrounding hospitals. Colonel Spike Hennessy 
officiates. 

Off again. Orders come to leave for Pauillac. 

Act VIII. Pauillac. Scene I. 

Hike to Bassens through another downpour of the 
elements. Band "S. O. L." again. Had to walk! 

Arrived at Pauillac about noon. Sollars and Dewey 
dine with Battery "B". 



128 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Everybody takes a bunk in an aeroplane factory. 
Moved our bunks only five times in one day. Not so 
bad! 

Everybody gets a cold some way, don't know just ex- 
actly how it was done. Coughs were universal. Sound- 
ed like a tuberculosis sanitarium. 

Band hikes into town. Sergeant Baudoin in charge. 
Everybody invests in a little "cough medicine." Mitch- 
ell gets so much that he can't find "dark town." Struters 
Ball that afternoon. The boys say he got hit with an- 
other sour apple. 

Major McDonald, our doctor, sends in a growl 
against conditions at this place. Everybody wants to 
set sail. "My kingdom for a ship!" 

Band Leader Vitt advises against any more hikes to 
the city. No more "cough syrup !" 

Sergeant Major Robbins quits band and takes up his 
work at regimental headquarters. 

Mess funds slaughtered. Everybody speeds up on 
the feed. That pleases all. 

Nagy loses first place in the appetite race. Sweeney 
passes him in the third quarter, but Nagy finishes 
strong. Davy Beveridge takes third place. 

Corporal Elzie Unthank sleeps so much his mous- 
tache grows too long to be mowed by a Gillette safety,, 
so he decides to start a brush factory on his upper lip. 
The fashion grows. Corporal Steinmetz and Musician 
Ainsworth decide to let theirs grow. 

A great change in the weather here. Not much rain. 

Common expressions: "Where is our boat?" "When 
do we eat?" Pull in your neck!" 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 129 

Everybody yearning for a boat. Transports going by 
nearly every day. Why, why don't they stop? 

Report came in one evening that we were to leave in 
the morning. Right away everybody branded the re- 
port "S. O. S." But would you believe it? The ship 
was there, "strong and staunch, a goodly vessel." 

Last Act— on the Good Ship "Madawaska." 

Band, slated for second-class passage, goes to the hold 
on Deck No. 2, compartment 11. Good sailing first 
day, but rough weather sets in and spoils quite a few of 
our appetites. "Duke" sticks to his bunk. Musicians 
Mitchell, Dreman, Andrews, Dewey, Sweeney and Bev- 
eridge give a banquet to the fish. 

Several members of band get an unexpected bath, 
when a wave comes through the ventilator. 

Everybody spends "bookoo" money at Troops' Can- 
teen. 

Time drags slowly. Stormy sea every day. "Sea- 
legs" prevent the return of that woeful malady known 
as seasickness. 

We reach Newport News. Band forms and plays 
lots of ragtime music. They take their place at head 
of the column and play the regiment into Camp Stuart. 
Gee ! It's nice to see the grand old U. S. A. once more. 
Band gets some apples along the, line and gets picture 
taken in act of eating. 

Not much doing at Stuart. We pack our instruments 
and board train. Back to "Useless" once more. 

Now, as I close this little epistle, we are all waiting 
to go our way, to get our discharge. And as we part 
may we all remember that we tried to do our bit and 
were willing to give the Hun all that was due him had 
it been necessary. 




I30 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

• i 

5 i 

HE Supply Company, like the tail of a kite, 
always comes last. This order of things, 
however, does not detract one iota from its 
relative importance. In fact, it is the abso- 
lute reverse, for was it not Napoleon who said, "An 
army moves on its belly," and is not the Supply Com- 
pany that supplies the daily fuel for this "food fur- 
nace" that bolsters troop morale — the key to victory^ 

Yes, many have been the nights that batteries slept 
while the Supply Company kept the rations rolling. 
And during the days of organization many were the 
long and weary nights that the Supply Company sorted 
and salvaged coats and breeches, shirts, shoes and socks, 
and a thousand other articles of equipment, not to men- 
tion the volume of paper work incident thereto. 

And when the orders came to move, who was it that 
took charge of the regimental property, who furnished 
the transportation, who furnished the bed sacks and the 
straw to fill them, who begged and pleaded with the 
Quartermaster for supplies one minute and fought him 
the next — The Supply Company. 

No, the Supply Company is not a "disease," as a non- 
commissioned staff officer recently expressed it. The 
Supply Company is an independent, self-supporting, 
self-sustaining unit of the Forty-seventh Regiment that 
daily ministers to the wants and needs of the other or- 
ganizations that comprise it. 







SOME CLOSE-UPS 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 131 

ITS PERSONNEL. 

The Supply Company's personnel consists of 86 en- 
listed men, commanded by the Unit Supply Officer and 
a first and second lieutenant. Attached to the Supply 
Company is the Ordnance Corps, composed of 28 enlist- 
ed men and one commissioned officer. 

The Unit Supply Officer holds what may well be 
termed one of the most important offices in the regi- 
ment. He is (i) commander of the Supply Company 
and responsible for its efficient training and operation; 
(2) he is both responsible and accountable for the many 
thousands of dollars of government property handled 
by him and his assistants each day; (3) he has complete 
charge of the transportation system of the regiment, 
which, when fully equipped, consists of 105 motor 
cycles, no three-ton trucks and 40 touring cars; (4) he 
has general supervision over the Ordnance Corps, which 
is directly responsible for the artillery, guns, rifles, am- 
munition, and the various sundry equipment connected 
therewith. 

In the fulfilment of the duties of his office, the Unit 
Supply Officer is assisted by three commissioned offi- 
cers, three sergeants major, ordnance sergeants, clerks 
and specialists, all coming under his direct supervision, 
while the remainder of the company's strength is under 
the direct instruction of his commissioned officers. 

Supply Company Notes. 

The difficulty in getting candles at Bourg was largely 
occasioned by the fact that the supply sergeant needed 
them all for his French lessons by candlelight. 

••• »•• ••• 

The Hospital Twins: Schneider and Kuhn — Schnei- 
der to dodge duty and Kuhn to get "foot ease." 



132 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Private McDermott, while returning from the wine- 
shop "zig-zag," meets an officer and collapses. 



When the armistice was signed Private McKay threw 
his rifle away, deciding that he no longer needed it. 

••. .«. .*. 

Sergeant Major Stockman always wants to know if 
your socks are washed when he exchanges clothing — but 
it doesn't matter if you have a bottle of "vin" on your 
hip. 

•o .•• .«. 

Ordnance Sergeant Blackwell's anxiety to get back to 
the States grows stronger every day. It is reported that 
he even bought a diamond ring in Angouleme. 



.*. .«. .«. 



Private Ramsey says he can't figure out how the 
deuce they can make an ordnance man do K. P. 



Sergt. Hartsell — I wish I could get a pass for Italy. 

Sergt. Taylor — Why do you want that? 

Sergt. Hartsell — The day goes (dagoes) by quicker. 



It didn't take our new top sergeant long to spell Pri- 
vate Leary's name "Weary." 



Private Baker says he is a cousin of the Secretary of 
War. In Bourg he telegraphed to him for a warrant 
for corporal. He still draws private's pay. 



.». .•• ■•• 



Private Wilcox would like to know what the proper 
chevron is for an acting corporal. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 133 

One section of the supply company is always in trou- 
ble, the commissary. Sergeant Major Kulp and his two 
assistants— Amundson and Moon— were always in trou- 
ble. Whenever they drew jam, syrup or any delicious 
preserves, the boys helped themselves whenever the op- 
portunity presented itself. Seeing that his provisions 
were constantly disappearing, Kulp had a guard from 
the ordnance detachment placed to see to it that no one 
took anything. But his precautions were not effective, 
for while the regiment was living on scanty fare the 
ordnance detachment were living like princes. Amund- 
son and Moon were not able to take care of the commis- 
sary and watch the jam. 



Leamon : ''Say, Joe, when you go to the "Y" bring us 
back the right time." 

Sammon: "How can I, Tom; I've got no watch." 
Leamon: "Well, can't you write it down on a piece 

of paper." 

.«. ••• ••• 

Cabral: "I can tell that it is going to rain tonight." 
McDermott: "Howcanyou?" 
Cabral : "I know because my joints ache." 
McDermott: "Well, then, be-jabbers they must ache 
always in France ; 'tis raining here since we come over." 



One night the Colonel and a Major picked one of the 
boys who used vin blanc to excess. Coming into the 
camp, the auto was halted by a sentry who wanted to 
know "who's there?" The prisoner replied, "It's me 
and my two orderlies." 



Bourg is an old town where kings once lived and 
which was visited by several emperors. Here our com- 



134 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

pany billeted for some weeks among the French peas- 
ants, and we enjoyed it, for we were actually living in 
the town and there was no chance of confining us to an 
enclosed area. We participated in many games with 
the natives and enjoyed their dances and social times. 
It was an old-fashioned town and their amusements 
were interesting. Everybody was welcome. They did 
not dance the *'fox-trot" nor the "one-step," but they en- 
joyed themselves very much in the old-fashioned way. 
The Supply Company took an active part in these 
amusements. They were favorites among the mademoi- 
selles, and after they had their work done each day sup- 
plying food to the other units of the regiment, they 
could be seen '^promenading" with pretty French 
maids. It was here that Sergeant Batina, better known 
as *'Mike," demonstrated his usefulness. He was placed 
in charge of the wood and coal pile. Faithfully obey- 
ing the orders of his captain not to let anyone take 
any of this property, he watched his coal and wood as a 
cat would watch a mouse. At night when it was time 
to retire, he would draw a sketch of his wood pile and 
compare it with the original in the morning to ascertain 
if anyone took any wood during the night. This method 
soon failed, and Mike went to the Captain and told him 
that someone was stealing his wood. He made the sug- 
gestion that it would be a good idea to get a measuring 
instrument to obtain the length and breadth of his pile, 
and expressed himself in favor of a ''four-foot yard- 
stick." The Captain told him he would see if he could 
get him one; perhaps they had one in France. Mike 
was very fussy about having a neat coal and wood pile. 
He made the boys heap it "all in one pile with the one 
side up." 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 135 

A Comedy in Three Acts. 

Act I. 

Time: 9.30 P. M. every night. 

Place: Supply Company barracks. 

A Voice in the Dark: "Lights out!" 

Doc: "Pull in your neck." 

Freeman : "Put out those lights, we work all day." 

Crowley: "Just a minute, I'm not in bed yet." 

Rinehart: "That's all right, lights should be out dt 
9.00 o'clock." 

After some argument, the lights are finally exiin- 
guished. 

Act II. 

Time : Ten minutes later. 

Place: Same. 

Enter Hollis: "Who in Sam Hill turned my bed 
over?" (He immediately turns on the lights.) 

Stockie: "Put out those lights, don't be a rookie all 
your life." 

Greenhorn: "That's right, Stockie, you tell him, I'm 
marked quarters. Tell him all about how you wear 
sandpaper collars on your rough neck." 

Hollis: "If the guy who did this is man enough to 
get up, I'll lick him." (Giggles from the squad-room.) 

Rinehart: "Gee, I'm glad that guy don't sleep near 
me. 

Goldberg: "Lights out!" 

Soldiers : "Lights out, we're working with a pick and 
shovel all day." 



136 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Crowley reaches up and takes off the switch, after 
which HoUis starts to rave some more, goes into the of- 
fice and secures another switch. 

Stockie: "Lights out, you big bum, you don't need to 
think because you're big you can run the army." 

Hollis: "Is there any one big enough to stop me in 
this room?" 

Crowley: "All together" (censored). 

After collecting his numerous personal effects and 
part of his bed and blankets, Hollis "turns in" and puts 
out the lights. 

Act III. 

Time : Fifteen minutes later. 

Place: Same. 

Enter Schmieter and Henschen, who fall over every 
obstacle in the squad-room before they reach their 
bunks. 

Schmieter lights a candle and starts in: "Any one 
that would turn over a fellow's bunk is a low-down 
bum. Who the deuce took my mattress? Of course, 
Hollis has it." 

Voice in the Dark: "If you'd get in at a respectable 
hour you might be able to find it." 

Henschen : "Well, I'd like to know who put all those 
screen doors on my bed?" 

Rinehart: "Ask that Englishman over there, he might 
know." 

Doc: "Pipe down, you jail bird." 

Rinehart: "Pull in your neck." 

Doc: "I can't, I've got the mumps." 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 137 

After another half hour every one gets settled down 
and Gus and Mox Green start to snore. 

Smash! Bang!! 

Goldberg: "What the dickens is that?" 

Gunther: "Only some rookie over there threw a mess 
kit at Gus." 

Kelley: "Roll over, Gus, you're sleeping out loud." 

Just then "taps" blows and activities are suspended 
until morning. 




138 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

< 

iflcbical Betatljmcnt. | 







T the time of the forming of the Medical 
Detachment of the Forty-seventh Artillery 
Regiment the personnel consisted of two 
^ officers and thirty-three men, as follows: 
Captain McDonald in command, Lieutenant Kirby, 
Sergeant Hall and thirty-two privates. 

Sergeant Hall was acting top sergeant. We were 
organized to war strength in enlisted men, but did 
not get our full quota of officers until later. Captain 
McDonald, being an old army man, did not lose much 
time putting the organization on the right road to dis- 
cipline. 

The enlisted personnel came from Greenleaf, Ga., a 
few weeks previous to the forming of the regiment, hav- 
ing arrived July 29, 19 18. From the time of our ar- 
rival until the regiment was formed we passed our leis- 
ure time from reveille till retreat digging ditches and 
grubbing stumps, and from retreat until reveille we 
passed the time fighting mosquitoes, so we never failed 
to get plenty of exercise. 

After the regiment was formed our sergeant began 
to make himself known by roaring out his melodious 
voice and knocking us into squads right and left. Sel- 
dom did anybody fail to carry out his orders negli- 
gently. 

Our drill periods were soon cut short, owing to the 
fact that malarial fever broke out in the regiment. 
Many of the men were detailed to take care of the sick. 
This epidemic was checked in about three weeks, but 
no sooner had it been checked than another broke out, 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 139 

which was much worse. For three weeks there seemed 
to be no check to the disease, and all precautions were 
used before we gained any headway on it. 

For three weeks the entire personnel was placed on 
heavy duty to effect a quick recovery of the sick, and 
finally the results began to show. Previous to the epi- 
demic of Spanish influenza we had received our full 
quota of officers, having had Lieutenant Mitchel, of 
Baltimore, and Lieutenant Piper, of Idaho, assigned to 
us. Lieutenant Mitchel reported for duty on August 
13, 1918, and Lieutenant Piper on September 16, 1918. 
Although we needed the four officers to fight the battle 
that was in front of us, two of them were attacked by the 
epidemic and were sent to the Base Hospital. After 
much hard work, the disease was practically eliminated 
and we were soon ready for "overseas" service. At the 
time of our departure four enlisted men and one officer, 
Lieutenant Kirby, were left in the hospital, while Lieu- 
tenant Mitchel was lucky in getting out of the hospital a 
few days previous to our preparations for overseas. 

Captain McDonald, in the meantime, had been pro- 
moted to the rank of major. 

The day before our leaving we had four enlisted men 
transferred into our organization to fill the vacancies 
that had been left by men sent to the hospital, but ow- 
ing to the fact that doctors were not numerous even be- 
fore war was declared, we were unable to get another 
one assigned to us. 

At one time fifty per cent, of our men were in the 
hospital and, to our deep regret, we lost one faithful 
comrade. Private James F. Jones, who died from 
influenza after only ten days' sickness. 

After reaching Camp Stuart we received an order to 
split up, part of us being assigned to detached service 



I40 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

on another ship of the convoy that carried Battery "F" 
of our regiment. It fell to Lieutenant Mitchel to take 
six enlisted men with him for this service. The follow- 
ing were selected : Sergeant Griner, Ray Kennedy, John 
Kincannon, Charles J. Johnson, Howard Williams, Ja- 
cob Mueller. They boarded the Italian ship "King of 
Italy." 

Lieutenant Mitchell was sanitary inspector. of the 
ship, while the enlisted men had practically nothing to 
do except take in the sights. The reason for the few 
responsibilities was that the ship's hospital took care of 
all the sick. Upon landing at Brest, we found ourselves 
still on detached service. Our stay in Brest was very 
short, and we soon joined the rest of the organization. 

After leaving Brest the detachment had very light 
work, with the exception of some blistered heels, 
sprained ankles and body lice. 

Previous to our leaving Angouleme, Lieutenant 
Mitchell was transferred to a base hospital, leaving us 
two new officers. While at Angouleme, Bourg and 
Ambares there was little demand for medical attention, 
with the exception of "shots." There were sometimes 
tragical scenes when "shots" in the arms were to be 
given, but when Major McDonald said "Give him a 
shot," he was sure to get it. 

On our way back from France, while crossing the 
water, our men were continually exposed to the mumps, 
which prevailed in the 326th Field Artillery Regiment, 
and as a result one of our men, Private Ray Parris, took 
them and was transferred to the hospital while on the 
boat. On the second day after arriving in Camp Stuart 
two more of our men took the mumps and were also 
transferred. The last two men to catch the mumps 
while at Camp Stuart were brothers, and each consid- 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 141 

ered himself lucky when he found out that his brother 
also had them. 

The next day after our arrival back in old Camp 
Stuart we received a most welcome order from Regi- 
mental Headquarters, stating that some of the men 
would be transferred within forty-eight hours. Most 
of the men were glad to get back home, yet they had 
been together so long that there seemed to be much re- 
gret in the separation. 

At the time of our demobilization we had a few more 
promotions. Privates Hicks, John M. Johnson and 
Oscar W. Hood were made first-class privates; First 
Class Private Sam Jones was promoted to corporal, and 
First Class Private Kennedy to sergeant. 

Upon the day of our departure we were all able to 
say and realize that our officers had been ever faithful 
to the trust which Uncle Sam had placed in their hands. 
We all thank them for the best that was to be had under 
the circumstances, and bid them a good-luck farewell. 

We also thank Colonel Hardin for the strict and 
moral discipline that he has maintained while our or- 
ganization has been attached to his command, which 
discipline will ever be a guide through the avenues of 
life in after days. 




142 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 



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• • 

REGIMENTAL STAFF 

JOSEPH S. HARDIN Colonel Commanding 

Care of The Adjutant-General, War Department. 

WILLIAM K. MOORE Lieutenant Colonel 

Care of The Adjutant- General, War Department. 

G. W. SMALL Captain C. A., Regimental Adjutant 

The Terraces, Mount Washington, Md. 

r. B. WATERS 1st Lieutenant C. A., Personnel Adjutant 

Murray, Kertucky. 

EDWIN BURLING Chaplain 



FIRST BATTALION 

-JOHN K. JEMISON Major C. A., Commanding 

Barnesville, Georgia. 

H. A. DYER Captain C. A., Battalion Adjutant 

Care of The Adjutant-Gteneral, War Department. 



SECOND BATTALION 

•CHAS. G. ATKIN Maajor C. A., Commanding 

82 West 120th Street, New York City, N. Y. 

C. D. HINDLE Captain C. A., Battalion Adjutant 

Care of The Adjutant-General, War Department. 



THIRD BATTALION 

JOHN HOMER Major C. A., Commanding 

Care of The Adjutant-General, War Department. 

•THOMAS E. WRIGHT Captain C. A., Battalion Adjutant 

802 Sixth Street, S. W. Roanoke, Virginia. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 143 



BATTERY "A" 

Vergne Chappell Captain War Department, Washington. 

Vernon F. Wilson 1st Lieut Hartington, Nebraska 

Lester H. Fackiner 1st Lieut West Summit, New Jersey. 

Francis C. Curtin 2nd Lieut 112 W.Borden Ave., Syracuse,N.Y. 

Scott F. Tamer 2nd Lieut 7165 Hermitage St.,Pittsburgli, Pa. 

Deegan, Edward P 1st Sergt 104 W. 96th St., N. Y. City, N.Y., 

care of J. J. McDonnell 

Steponaitis, Frank Mess Sergt 31 Monroe St., Taunton, Mass. 

Taylor, Richard K Sup. Sergt Lake Citv, Florida. 

Scully, James E Sergeant 455 W. 18th St., New York, N. Y. 

Peteley, Louis Sergeant 193 32nd St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

Divone, Dominic Sergeant 422 E. 117th St., New York, N.Y. 

Plenge, Fred Sergeant 104 W. 95th St., New York, N. Y. 

Fullerton, Charles H Sergeant 19 Idlewild St., Memphis, Tenn. 

Fitzgerald, Joseph P. F Sergeant 40 West 93rd St., New York, N.Y. 

Rubow, Edward Sergeant 645 Columbus Av., New York, N.Y. 

Mankel, Addison A Sergeant 1305 Olivant St., Pittsburgh, Pa. 

Johnston, Thomas N Sergeant 248 W. 149th St., New York, N.Y. 

Cohen, Isaac Sergeant 1102 Washington Av., N. Y., N. Y. 

Markle, Leigh M Sergeant West Hurley, New York. 

Newport, Franze S Corporal La FoUette, Tenn. 

Fieseler, George G Corporal 316 Church St., Iowa City, Iowa. 

Reese, George A Corporal Wolverine, Mich. 

Cohen, Milton F Corporal 751 Forest Ave., New York, N. Y. 

Wiener, Irving Corporal 7 West 63rd St., New York, N. Y. 

Lang, Edward S Corporal 311 51st St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

Most, Frederick J Corporal 354 49th St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

Duffy, John A Corporal 315 Central Pk. West, N. Y., N. Y. 

Schneider, Philip Corporal 1203 B'dway, MeKees Rocks, Pa. 

Borkowski, John Corporal 150 Everett St., Toledo, Ohio. 

Alexander, Walter S Corporal R. F. D. No. 57, Sharon, Pa. 

Mellott, Chester C Corporal NeflE, Ohio. 

McCormick, Clifford S Corporal Burgettstown, Pa. 

Schwartz, Arthur J Corporai 1028 Madeline St., Toledo, Ohio. 

Ritola, John A Corporal R. F. D. No. 1, Thompson, Ohio. 

Shumate, James V Corporal Nemours, West Virginia 

Fleming, Edward A Corporal 309 West 27th St., New York, N.Y. 

Gluck, Elmer W Corporal 210 Franklin St., Buffalo, N. Y. 

Wold, Louis C Corporal 1041 Ohio St., Hancock, Mich. 

Bailey, Benjamin F Corporal Marseille, Illinois 

Mura, Walter D Corporal 37 Weld St., Rochester, N. Y. 

Reiter, Joe O Corporal Byron, Oklahoma 

Miedel, Irvin W Corporal 116 Coal St., Wheeling, W. Va. 

Patton, Noval C Cook Grantsburg, Ind. 

Schneider, Rudolph Cook 121 Fulton Ave., Astoria, L.I. , N.Y. 

Goetz, Henry G Cook East Cherry St., Watseka, 111. 

Chamberlain, William J Cook Walnut Ridge, Ark. 

Goode, Harry G Mechanic Rutherford College, North Carolina 

Schimek, William V Mechanic 3014 Lexington St., Chicago, 111. 

Nichols, Melvin R Mechanic 820 Main St., Bennington, Vt. 

Wiiken, Conrad Mechanic 34 Garden St., Castleton Corners, 

Staten Island, N. Y. 

Briscoe, Joseph A! Wagoner 125 B. 88th St., New York, N. Y. 

Button, Carl I Wagoner 748 N. Maui St., Norwich, Conn. 

Erlenbach, Walter L Wagoner R. F. D. No. 1, Gahanna, Ohio 

GrifBth, Thomas R Wagoner Radnor, Ohio 

Hackett, Paul M Wagoner 101 Hamlin Av., Vandergrif t, Pa. 

Herderick, Edward E Wagoner 1369 S. Fifth St., Columbus, Ohio 

Horton, Alvah F Wagoner Hughsonville, New York 

Lauer, Fred. G Wagoner R. F. D. No. 1, Albany, 111. 

McCabe, James E Wagoner 14 S. Elm St., Beacon, N. Y. 

Mohan, Elmer J Wagoner R. F. D. No. 3, Streator, 111. 

Neild, John Wagoner 136 Thayer St., Jamestown, N. Y. 

Piper, Walter B Wagoner 945 Seventh St., La Salle, 111. 

Vincent, Ray P Wagoner 1526 Center Ave., Harvey, III. 

Walensky, Ben Wagoner 2331 N. Kedzie Blvd., Chicago, 111. 

Walkowski, Edward B Wagoner Bessemer, Mich. 

White, Roy M Wagoner 2423 Smalley Court, Chicago, IlL 

Wilson, Harold A Wagoner Dover, 111. 

Wozniak, Andrew L Wagoner 750 Wesson Ave., Detroit, Mich. 

Ziegenhom, Maurice L Wagoner Clay ton villa. 111. 

Rice, Louis K Bugler, 1st CI 406 N. Lowden St.,Winchester,Va. 

Bass, Van E Bugler Bassfield, Miss. 

Adams, John W Private, Ic Galax, Virginia 

Beesmer, Roy Private, Ic 18 Orchard St., Tarrytown, N. Y. 



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Ic 523 S. Bridge St., Holyoke, Mass. 

Ic 264 West 70th St., New York 

Ic 591 Main St., Poughkeepsie, N.Y. 

Ic Emmet, Tenn. 

Ic R. F. D. No. 3, Monticello, Ark. 

Ic Murray, Texas 

Ic 3028 McColloch St.,Wheellng,W.Va. 

Ic .Great Kills, Staten Island, N. Y. 

Ic P. O. Box 46, Twin Lake, Mich. 

Ic. .... .137 S. 8nd St., Quakertown, Pa. 

Ic 1955 N. Ohio Av.,Connersville,Ind, 

Ic 590 W. Drive, Woodruff Place, 

Indianapolis, Ind. 

Ic 275 Maple St., Springfield, Mass. 

Ic Elmwood, Wisconsin 

Ic 344 W. 3rd St., Connersville, Ind. 

Ic 54 N. Water St.,Poughkeepsie,N.Y. 

Ic 338 S. Wash. St.,Bloomington,Ind. 

Ic 54 Chrystie St., New York, N. Y. 

Ic 64 E. 116th St., New York, N. Y. 

Ic 32 Judson St., Maiden, Mass. 

Ic 108 Magnolia Av., Jersey City, N.J. 

Ic R. F. D. No. 2, Sandwich, 111. 

Ic 5 N. Maple St., N. Woburn, Mass. 

Ic 75 Yale Ave., Ossining, N. Y. 

Ic 518 Cottonwood St., Gr.Forks.N.D. 

Ic 8 Browning Ave.,Dorchester,Mass. 

Ic 151 Garden St., Poughkeepsie.N.Y. 

Ic 25 Delano St., Poughkeepsie, N. Y. 

Ic Dawes, West Virginia 

Ic 34 Jones St., Rochester, N. Y. 

Ic Ponchatoula, La. 

Ic 6 Orchard St., Nyack, N. Y. 

Ic 3028 St. McColloch St., Wheeling, 

W. Va., c/o Downing. 

Ic R. F. D. No. 1, White Cloud, Mich. 

Ic Camden, Tenn. 

Ic 109 E. 4th St., New York, N. Y. 

le 105 N. Milton Ave., Syracuse,N.Y. 

Ic R. F. D. No. 22, Wheatland, Ind. 

Ic 349 N. 8th St., Reading, Pa. 

Ic 135 State St., Alpena, Mich. 

Ic R. F. D. No. 1, OtisvUle, Mich. 

Ic 5614 Fourth Ave., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

le Watts, Okla., c/o P. O. Clerks 

Ic Blue, W. Va. 

Ic 1114 Penn Ave., Steubenville, Ohio 

Ic 604 Campbell Av.,Schenectady,N.Y. 

Ic 112 N. 7th St., Goshen, Ind. 

le ..... . Rossville, Ga. 

Ic 3431 N. Rampart St.,N.Orleans,La. 



Berger, Emmett A Private, 

Bolduc Alfred Private 

Brady, Vincent Private 

Bramon, Myron B Private 

Buskell, Charley Private 

Collins, Carroll D Private 

Daniel, Archie N Private, 

Downing, Leo W Private 

Drohan, John J Private 

Erskine, June Private 

Freed, Warren W Private 

Frees, Robert B Private 

Glaser, Norbert H Private 

Hanley, William Private 

Howard, Earl C Private, 

Johnson, Charles M Private 

Kelly, James Private, 

Kerr, Charles F Private, 

Kroos, Jacob Private 

Loew, Solomon Private, 

Lord, Edward C Private, 

Lynch, James S., Jr Private, 

Magnuson, Ragnar Private, 

Marciano, Gsetano Private 

McCabe, John B Private, 

McDonald, Stuart A Private 

Mekler, Oscar Private, 

Merritt, Enos B Private, 

Merte, Ludwig Private, 

Mooney, Keyster L Private, 

Mullen, Thomas Private, 

Murray, Charles Private, 

Nichol, John Private, 

Olsen, William J Private, 

Perkins, Clare R Private 

Rice, John Private, 

Rienzie, Michael R Private 

Ryan, Thomas V Private, 

Snyder, William P Private, 

Stump, Raymond S Private 

Thorbum, William J Private 

Traver, Frank S Private 

Vienick, Alexander H Private 

Wagoner, Clarence M Private, 

Watters, Ray A Private, 

Williams, Edward J Private, 

Anderson, Andrew Private 

Arnold, Fred E Private, 

Blanton, Floyd Private, 

Blass, George Private, 

Brower, Melvin Private, Ic 166 Cannon St., Poughkeepsie,N.Y. 

Campbell, Sid A Private Piggott, Arkansas. 

Cantor, David L Private 113 West 31st St., New York, N.Y. 

Cataldo, George Private 258 North St., Boston, Mass. 

Coburn Frank M Private Walthill, Nebraska. 

Coleman, Robert M Private 20 Seneca St., Hornell, N. Y. 

Cooper, John H Private Gainesville, Texas. 

Coughlin, Thomas B Private 51 Beekman St., Beacon, N. Y. 

Darden, Edward C Private Pasamonte, New Mexico. 

De Santis, Albert Private Px^^;,^"- A^l' Scottdale, Pa^^ 

Dolan Frank P Private 729 East 16th Av., Denver, Colo. 

Drummond, David Private 990 Bruce St., Washington, Pa. 

Dunnington, Herman C Private 921 York St., Helena, Ark. 

Falls Flovd A Private Beatrice, Nebraska. 

Farre'n James A Private 52 Tremont St., Charlestown,Mass. 

Fetzer' Henry . '. '. '. '. '. '. '. '."...'.... Private 704 Grand Av., Shreveport, La. 

Flynn ' Walter J Private 9 Dwight St., Pittsfield, Mass. 

Fuqua, David B '. • .Private Greenbrier, Tenn. 

Gillons Frank E Private Dorr, Mich. 

Greenstein, Herman Private 914 East 167th St., New York,N.Y. 

Griffin Marvin Private Evergreen, Ala. 

GustaT^son Carl O. E. Private R. F. D. No. 3, Somerville, N J. 

HarrtngtoA Roy B. . Private 431 Monroe St., MarshaU, Mich. 

Rp^nrd Tawrence P Private 68 Man ton St., Fall River, Mass. 

itath R^irrtE?.^; i ] ! ." ! ! .' .' .' ." .Private 408 N. Christin St.,Cartersville,Mo. 

Hinklev Wilson, Jr Private Patterson, New York. 

H^o-an Tames Private 10 Delay St., Danbury, Conn. 

Moran, jonn r ^^^^ ^^ ^^^ ^ Burcume. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 145 

Horn, Frank T., Jr Private Poplar Grove, Ark 

Israel Jacob Private Dobbs Ferry, New York 

Jacob, Louis E Private 175 King St., Pittsfield, Mass. 

Kalven Justen Private 6 Mechanic St., Hoosick Falls. N.Y. 

Kelly, John J Private 62 Valley St., Wallingford, Conn. 

Kellv, William B Private 703 Vanderbilt Av., Brooklyn, N.Y. 

Kirk, William H Private 440 West 14th St., New York, N.Y. 

Korenkowich, Adam Private 31 Cherry St., Waterbury, Conn. 

Kripas, Frank Private 544 Harrison St., Springfield. O. 

Kummer, Walter M Private 4599 Park Av., New York, N. Y. 

Langston, Jesse J Private Sherrlll, Arkansas. 

Lautz, Ryamond T Private 47 Sixth St., Derby, Conn. 

Layton, Cari Private Katonah, New York. 

Leach. Barney Private R. F. D. No 1, Summerfield, Ohio. 

Legnani, Joseph J Private 132 Cortland St., Tarrytown, N.Y. 

Lester, John Private Tyne, Louisiana. 

Lombardozzi, Antonio Private 25 Warren St., New Haven, Conr.. 

Mack, James P Private Pierron, 111. 

Mackey, Lewis V Private Buchanan, New York 

Mallick, George Private 211 E. Sagamon St., Streator, lU. 

Marchese Herbert Private 402 E. 156th St.. New York, N.Y. 

Marino, Frank Private 1016 S. Warton St., Phila., Pa. 

McKenna, Edward W Private 92 Depot St., Milford Mass. 

McNamara, Frank Private 3527 S. Seeley Av., Chicago, 111. 

Merritt, Volley A Private Box 57, Blossom, Texas. 

Metcalf, Harry C Private 113 E. 4th St., Okla. City, Okla. 

Miga, Stanislaus Private 35 Cottage St., New York Mills, 

N. Y. 

Mignault, Wilfred F Private 17 Paye St., Beacon, New York. 

Millerschon, Carl Private 21 LaGrange Av., Arlington, N. Y. 

Moose, Everett E Private 319 N. 1st St., Cambridge, Ohio. 

Moran, John J Private 58 Valley St., Wallingford, Conn. 

Mulholland, Robert H Private 108 DeSota St., Pittsburgh, Pa. 

Nye, John I Private Box 164, Lacon, 111. 

Orphanos, Nicholas Private 265 Main St., Poughkeepsie, N. Y. 

Ostrander, George E Private 150 Franklin St., Poughkeepsie, 

N. Y. 

Palmer Cecil E Private 4906 Olcott Av., East Chicago, Ind. 

Pettijohn, Charles Private Clarks, Louisiana. 

Pierce, Fay E Private Seward, Nebraska. 

Rhea, Ernest Private Route No. 1, Hopkmsville, Ky. 

Ricci, Michael H Private Taranto Lecce, Italy 

Richard, Henry Private Box 232, Morgan City, La. 

Roberts, Howard B Private Minonk. 111. 

Rotello, Salvatore Private Cotonzara Italy. 

Senger, Walter A Private 900 Riverside Drive New York, N. 

Y.. care of J. A. Bluff. 

Shannon, John S Private 520 5th St., N. W., Canton, Ohio. 

Snowfleit, Joseph Private 23 Johnson St., Muskegon, Mich. 

Stapff Harold J Private 207 Boalt St., Sandusky, Ohio. 

Stevens. Henry J Private Weston, Vermont. 

Taylor, Joe! Private Route "A" Box 56, Waynesboro, 

Tinton Otis E Private Deersville Av., Uhrichsville, Ohio. 

Tisi Angelo Private Dobbs Ferry, New York 

Turk, Harris Private 948 Tiffany ft. New York. N. Y. 

Turner, Leonard Private R. F. D. No. 1, Clinton, Ky. 

Wall Clarence R Private R. F. D. No. 2, Merrill, Mich 

Wilson, Samuel W Private 8 Boone St., Cumberland Md 

Young Elmer E Private Box 5, Ponchatoula, Louisiana. 



BATTERY "B" 

Joseph B. Varela Captain ^^sX^^C^af^oT p"^6.!'liSS 

William D McCoy 1st Lieut Brooklyn, N. Y. 

Ben S Fisher. . 1st Lieut 605 N. Main St., Anderson, Ind. 

Don A Harris 2nd Lieut Windsor, Vermont. 

Reubin A Porter 2nd Lieut Jonesville, South Carolina. 

Strohm, Manning 1st Sergt Valley Park, Missouri. 

Moos, T. P Mess Sergt Lincoln, 111. 

Bogeman, Lawrence Sup. Sergt Shelby ville, Indiana. 

Richardson, Harry M Sergeant Rye, New York. 

Barrett, Felix Sergeant London, Kentucky. 

Rayl, B L Sergeant High Point, North Carolina. 

Sheppard, R. O Sergeant Linda, Missouri. 

Crabb, James M Sergeant Lockport, Illinois. 

Morrissey, J. O Sergeant New York City. 



146 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Ciano, R. A Sergeant New York City. 

Grimes, A. J Sergeant Ethel, Indiana. 

Seligman, Meyes Sergeant New York City. 

Brown, Charles. Sergeant Stockton, Missouri. 

Murray, William Sergeant New York City. 

Gilchrist, C. R Sergeant Lincoln, Illinois. 

Graham, Claude Corporal Montezuma, Indiana. 

Ponder, R. H Corporal Morristown, Tenn. 

Schuchman, H. M Corporal Pittsburgh, Pa. 

Cox, T. F Corporal Ashdown, Arkansas. 

Wheat, C. H Corporal Edwardsport, Indiana. 

Frazier, J. P Corporal Dalton, Georgia. 

Larkin, W. J Corporal Big Rapids, Michigan. 

Kilroy, J. S Corporal Posey ville, Indiana. 

Young, Allen Corporal Hastings, Michigan. 

Wright, Claude Corporal Corridan, Indiana. 

Miller, C. W Corporal Cabery, Indiana. 

Hess, H. J Corporal Sullivan, Illinois. 

Roland, R. H Corporal Manitoba, Canada. 

Darling, F. D Corporal Mansfield, Ohio. 

Meyers, Henry Corporal Chicago, 111. 

Huwig, F. J Corporal Chicago, 111. 

Graham, C. W Corporal Montezuma, Indiana. 

Bartels, F. C Corporal Decatur, Illinois. 

Walker, Raymond Corporal Vincennes, Indiana. 

Rantz, J. V Corporal Quakertown, Pa. 

Oldaker, G. W Corporal Atlanta, Illinois. 

McNeillis, C. A Corporal Escanaba, Michigan. 

McDonald, C. A Corporal Chicago, 111. 

Donath, H. J Cook Lincoln, Illinois. 

Linlan, E. W Cook Indianapolis, Indiana. 

Osbum, Paul Cook Wanoa, Illinois. 

Sleeth, J. N Cook Greenfield, Indiana. 

Schweinbold, W. A' Mechanic Decatur, Illinois. 

Faubion, F. W Mechanic Milton, Pa. 

Waddle, Joseph Mechanic Brooklyn, N. Y. 

Reed, F. M. . . Mechanic Pittsburgh, Pa. 

Arvin, W. M Bugler Ney Haven, Kentucky. 

Branz, H. J Bugler Sibley, Indiana. 

Klein, Benj Bugler Rankin, Pa. 

Aliff, C. H Wagoner Danville. Indiana. 

Albright, C. E Wagoner Tulsa, Oklahoma. 

Bertsche, H. J Wagoner Lincoln, Illinois. 

Borches, L. O Wagoner Decatur, Illinois. 

Browning, J. H Wagoner Gibson City, Illinois. 

Comman, C. M Wagoner. ..... Ellettsville, Indiana. 

Edmunds. R. S Wagoner Alma, Illinois. 

Ford, W. F Wagoner Indianapolis, Indiana. 

Harlow, Joshua Wagoner Decatur, Illinois. 

Kelly, T. L Wagoner Decatur, Illinois. 

LaPine, K. A Wagoner Oshkosh, Wisconsin. 

Nefif, R. W Wagoner Flora, Illinois. 

Odom, D. M Wagoner Lebert, Tennessee. 

Rostek, E^ C Wagoner Decatur, Illinois. 

Tarbox, H. L Wagoner Lake Park, Illinois. 

Walker, D. B Wagoner Halls, Tenn. 

Walser, B. O Wagoner Decatur, Illinois. 

Welge, H. C Wagoner Margo, Illinois. 

Bergman, Max Private, Ic Lincoln, Illinois. 

Bergman, W. F Private, Ic Lincoln, Illinois. 

Biggins, B. R Private, Ic Springfield, Illinois. 

Coats, C. W Private, Ic Sonth Bend, Indiana. 

Cooper, H. F Private, Ic Shamrock, Louisiana. 

Carrington, Merritt Private, Ic Macon, Illinois. 

Dryer, F. E Private, Ic Hastings, Michigan. 

Fallon, J. J Private, Ic Indianapolis, Indiana. 

Falvey, W. M Private, lc<. Ludlow, Illinois. 

France, A. J Private, Ic Roberts, Illinois. 

Gaffron, F. C Private, Ic Keythesville, Missouri. 

Gibson, J. W Private, Ic Fort Worth, Texas. 

Hartwig, Stanley Private, Ic Michigan City, Indiana. 

Jackson, O. W Private, Ic Piper City, Illinois. 

James, W. R Private, Ic Lincoln, Illinois. 

Joyce, Harry Private, Ic Dayton, Ohio. 

LeFevre, G. H Private, Ic Dayton, Ohio. 

Lundeen, C. A Private, Ic Paxton, Illinois. 

Lundeen, C. R Private, Ic Paxton, Illinois. 

McCrSn, S T Private, Ic McKeesport, Pennsylvania. 

McNamara. T. E Private, Ic Decatur, I Imois. 

Mitchell C L Private, Ic Lincoln, Illinois. 

Morrow,' Rufus. Private, Ic Charleston West Virginia. 

Morrow B. F Private, Ic Lincoln, Ill«\ois. 

Mudgette, C. W Private, Ic Wayne, Michigan. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 147 

Pierson, E. G Private, Ic 

Rlan, Edw Private, Ic Menonimee, Micliigan. 

Richardson, W. H Private, Ic Mandeville, W. Virginia 

Rutoff, Oscar Private, Ic Oak Hill, Ohio. 

Sablowski, Fred Private, Ic Decatur, Illinois. 

Sawyer, Elmer Private, Ic Gibson City, Illinois. 

Schmitz, G. H Private, Ic Burkittsville, Ohio. 

Schroeder, C. A' Private, Ic Adrian, Michigan. 

Sharp, J. R Private, Ic York, Pennsylvania 

Sheppard, H. W Private, Ic Fisher, Illinois. 

Smith, Eddie Private, Ic I>ecatur, Illinois. 

Snyder, Joe Private, Ic Cleveland, Ohio. 

Spencer, E. L Private, Ic Gibson City, Illinois. 

Springer, Jacob Private, Ic Lincoln, Illinois. 

Street, William Private, Ic Vlncennes, Indiana. 

Stute, G. F Private, Ic Evansville, Indiana. 

Tobin, J. E Private, Ic Lincoln, Illinois. 

Wagner, C. E Private, Ic Burr Oak, Michigan. 

Webster, C. A Private, Ic Lincoln, Illinois. 

Whipple, LeRoy Private, Ic Milton, Pa. 

Whittaker, F. M Private, Ic Dennison, Ohio. 

Wilkie, H. F Private, Ic Lincoln, Illinois. 

Wilson, F. L Private, Ic Piper City, Illinois. 

Zapansic, Rudolph Private, Ic Pleasant Valley, Pa. 

Abbott, G. M Private Macon, Georgia. 

Anderson. Charles Private Paxton, Illinois. 

Arthur, A. J Private Detroit, Michigan 

Ball. LaRance Private Chestnut, Illinois. 

Bauman, R Private Warrensburg, Illinois. 

Benante, Sam Private New York City, N. Y. 

Bland, L. A Private Decatur, Illinois. 

Blivin, R. R Private Hastings, Michigan. 

Bundy, Bernard Private Indianapolis, Indiana. 

Burge, G. W Private Farmer City, Illinois. 

Campbell, W. R Private New Castle. Indiana. 

Carlson, C. R Private Paxton, Illinois. 

Carlson, C. W Private Paxton, Illinois. 

Chandler, Nathan Private Denison, Texas. 

Ciarkowski, A Private Detroit, Michigan. 

Coble, C. M Private Decatur, Illinois. 

Coffman, W. R Private Clarksburg, West Virginia. 

Conley, Frank Private Carrollton, Michigan. 

Coonse, A Private Barlpark, Indiana. 

Corirossi, Luiga Private Joliet, Illinois. 

Corliss, J. B Private Grand Rapids, Michigan. 

Cram, Walter Private Pottsdam, New York. 

Currence, J. G. . Private Clarksburg, West Virginia. 

Davis, W. A Private Lincoln, Illinois. 

Dickey, H. A Private Argenta, Illinois. 

Doanne, C. F Private Ada, Michigan. 

Edwards, P. E Private 

Elwell, H. A Private Roxbury, Connecticut. 

Feldman, R Private Charleston, South Carolina. 

Fenili, C Private Chicago, Illinois. 

Ferrin, R. S Private Medf ord, Mass. 

Flannery, Michael Private Tyre, Michigan. 

Flewwellin, Leroy Private Peekskill, N. Y. 

Plynn, W. S Private Decatur, Illinois. 

Foster, C. A Private Floydada, Texas. 

Fowler. E'. Y Private Poughkeepsie, N. Y. 

Fleming, A. R Private Springfield, Ohio. 

Gehrke, William S Private Alton, Illinois. 

Hacker, Delbert Private Peoria, Illinois. 

Hall, W. J Private Grape Vine, Texas. 

Harvey, Z. K Private Atlantic City, New Jersey. 

Hatfield, F. O Private Hammond, Indiana. 

Havis, J. E Private Birmingham^ Alabama. 

Hayden, J. W Private Peabody, Mass. 

Heintze, W. J . . Private Springfield, Illinois. 

Helbling, C. A Private Pittsburgh, Pa. 

Hendrlckson, J. M Private Hazel, New York. 

Hubble, G. B Private Smith Creek, Indiana. 

Hurst, P. C Private Oxford, Indiana. 

Keefe, L. J Private Piper City, Illinois. 

Kelley, J. P Private Piper City, Illinois. 

Kirk, C. L Private Lincoln, Illinois. 

LaRance, Rollo Private Brownstown, Illinois. 

Latz, A. J Private Cabery, Illinois. 

Leopley, Harry Private Mt. Pulaski, Illinois. 

Llnane, F. P Private Springfield, Ohio. 

Loehenour, A. F Private Laundale, Illinois 

Malench, W Private Lincoln, Illinois. 

Matheny, J. W Private Minneapolis, Minn. 



148 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Matthews, W. E Private Huntingdon, West Virginia. 

McClintock, L. L Private LaHarpe, Kansas. 

McKinstine, J. W Private Holyoke, Mass. 

McLeRoy, R. J Private Pleasant Hill, La. 

Mohn, A Private Buffalo, Illinois. 

Moll, A Private Grand Haven, Mich. 

Nickell, C. A Private Missoula, Montana. 

O'Brien, John Private Clinton, Illinois. 

Peak, Wilbert Private Springfield, Ohio. 

Pfau, C. O Private Lincoln, Illinois. 

Pieruccini, H. B Private Chicago, Illinois. 

Proffitt, A. A Private Gibson City, Illinois.. 

Richardson, Carl Private Stallings, W. Va. 

Ridgway, Ira Private Wheaton, Indiana. 

Ritchie, B. E Private Decatur, Illinois. 

Rokash, A. L Private Decatur, Illinois. 

Samuelson, H. "V Private Menominee, Mich. 

Schmitt, G. F Private Pittsburgh, Pa. 

Shode, B. H Private Miamisburg, Ohio. 

Simpson, C. B Private Emden, Illinois. 

Smint, J. L Private Mason, Illinois. 

Smith, F. O Private Mason, Illinois. 

Sporg, R. A Private Kingston Mines, Illinois. 

Sprinkle, Williard Private Lincoln, Illinois. 

Stoll, J Private Beason, Illinois. 

Swinf ord, Ralph Private Paxton, Illinois. 

Taylor, Jack Private Ashland, Ky. 

Thomas, C. B Private Floyd, Virginia. 

Towner, R. A Private Silby, Illinois. 

Tripper, F. B Private Swartz Creek, Mich. 

Vail, T. B Private Lincoln, Illinois. 

Wezell, F. E Private Flint, Mich. 

Wilkinson, B. A Private Mowesqua, Illinois. 



BATTERY "C" 

Hanna, Forest W. Captain 1209 N. Main St., Maryville, Mo. 

Clark, Benj. A 1st Lieut. 1901 W. Mission St.,Spokane,Wash. 

Stimson, Chas. B 1st Lieut. 431 Chamber of Commerce Bldg., 

Pasadena, Cal. 

Conroy, Ravmund 1st Lieut. 

Martais, John H 2nd Lieut. Palisade, N. J. 

White, Harry E 2nd Lieut. Auburn, 111. 

Sego, John P 1st Sergt. 91,5 34th St.. Galveston, Texas. 

Tavlor, John D Mess Sergt. Baily Switch, Ky 

Phillips, Harold L Sup. Sergt. 312 Snyder St., Lansing, Mich 

Clay, Eugene A Sergeant Logan, W. Va. 

Cox, Lenton G Sergeant Henderson, Texas. 

Long, Roy H Sergeant 1137 Locust St., Muskogee, Okla. 

Murphy, Clyde F Sergeant 33 Hamilton St., New London, 

Conn. 

Gallery, Ignatius J Sergeant Franklin, Minn. 

Farrell, Joseph J Sergeant 34 Gouvemene St., New York, N.Y. 

Harrigan, Edwin X Sergeant 52 Grand Av., Staten Island, N.Y. 

McNamee, Jas Sergeant Clearfield, Pa. 

Olcheski, Zigman Sergeant 1926 W. 25th St., Cleveland, Ohio. 

Rucker Ray D Sergeant Bellington, W. Va. , ^, , 

Strachan, Alexander W Sergeant 1426 Warner Rd., Cleveland, Ohio. 

Weidenhamer, Lloyd E Sergeant 17 P«in St., Milton, Pa. 

Antonelli, Albert Corporal 10-12 Morton St., New York N.Y. 

Bourne, Marshall O Corporal 94 Shawmut Av., New Bedford, 

Mass. 

Bricca, Alfred A Corporal 137 Sullivan St., New York, N.Y. 

Coulter, Jas. T Corporal Carmen, Okla. 

Callahan, Clayton Corporal Grand Caney, Ky. 

Dunlavey, Glen L Corporal Jackson, Minn. 

Dunwiddie, Vernon M Corporal Juda, Wisconsin. 

Greene, Jas. E Corporal Carroll Town, Pa. 

Hfiwison, Arthur C Corporal Great Bend, Pa. 

Holmes, Jas. H Corporal Mickey, Texas. 

Loutsch, Nicholas Corporal 919 Madison St., Evanston, 111. 

Mosel, Emil Corporal 139th St., Blue Island, Illinois. 

O'Hallaran, Thos. J Corporal 121 N. Laurel Av., Chicago, 111. 

Rector, Roy Corporal Muscatine, Iowa. 

Robidoux, Fred Corporal 27 Adams St., Lawrence, Mass. 

Rose, Alonzo F Corporal 3525 Wilton Av., Chicago, HI. 

St. Germain, Jos. C Corporal Martin ton, 111. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 149 



fehorey, Jos.. Corporal lo Orchard St., Stamford, Conn. 

Stromquist, Chas. A Corporal 201 B Oak St., Ironwood, Mich. 

Stutz, Gustave Corporal 58 W. 106th St., New York N Y 

Thomas, Edgar A Corporal Eagle, Mich ' ' 

Thomas, Leon E Corporal 710 S. Jackson St., Mich. 

Varroney, Arthur Corporal 31-33 Bedford St., New York, N. Y 

O Grady, Chas. T. Cook nog Belmont St., Eockland, Mass. 

Schoonmaker, Richard Cook Accord, N. Y. 

Seles, John Cook 625 Jackson Av., New York, N. Y 

Sullivan, Jas. F Cook 345 Washington St., Somerville, 

Palen, Claude B Mechanic 14 S. Cherry St., Poughkeepsle, 

N. Y. 

Schulenberg, Chas. H Mechanic 268 Cherry St., Poughkeepsle, N.Y. 

Vanderveer, Harry F Mechanic Innes Av., Poughkeepsle, N. Y. 

Walling, Harry K Mechanic 520 Bond St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

Alovis, Alfred Wagoner 46 Stafford St., Smithfield, Mass. 

Bodiey, Guernsey U. B Wagoner New Hamburg, N. Y. 

Chappell, Lloyd D Wagoner Garwood, Texas. 

■Corlew, Milton, W Wagoner Johnson ville, Tenn. 

Fluvio, Davis Wagoner Ill South Av., Beacon, N. Y. 

Lehman, Fred'k H Wagoner 557 S. Center St., Pottsville, Pa. 

Marshall, Melvin E Wagoner Bryan, Ohio. 

3IcKay, Wm. L Wagoner Curran, Mich. 

Merrick, Malcolm Wagoner 36 Hancock St., Boston, Mass. 

Murray, Geo Wagoner 169 Brookview Rd., Medford, Mass. 

Paquet, Paul F Wagoner 154 N. Clinton St., Poughkeepsle. 

N. Y. 

Paquette, Ernest J Wagoner 5 Orange St., Williamsett, Mass. 

Pohlman, Carl W Wagoner 1421 Tendall Av., Richmond, Va. 

Rhoads, Louis V Wagoner 101 N. Front St., Manistique, 

Mich. 

Rogers, Harry J Wagoner 2931 Concourse, New York, N. Y. 

Sheehy, Edward P Wagoner Amenla, N. Y. 

Sorbi, Peter Wagoner Russell Road, Huntington, Mass. 

Spruce, Jesse S Wagoner Brattleboro, Vt. 

White, Chas. F Wagoner 20 Missouri AV. Grant City, 111. 

Lockwood, Geo H Bugler .225 South St., Jamaica Plam, 

Boston, Mass. 

Przowoznik, Louis Bugler South St., West Warren, Mass. 

Bird, Chas. L Bugler 201 7th Av., Newark, N. J. 

Allan, Edward Private, Ic 58 LeGrande Av., Tarrytown, N.Y. 



Brown, John. L., Jr Private 

Bruno, Sebastiano Private 

Burke, Matthew Private, 

Byrnes, Geo. M Private 

Bryant, Dale L Private 

Caruso, Guiseppe Private, 

Dawson, William C Private 

Delozier, Coy C Private 

Dial, Rhodie K Private 

Dotson, Hilbert C Private 

Edwards, Geo. M Private 

Fachinger, Louis A Private, 

Fors, Arthur .Private, 

Foster, Henry H Private, 

Frays, Wm. H Private 

Germiller, Lawrence Private 

Holstrom, Arthur C Private, 

Hynes, Michael J Private 

Jasinski, Adam Private 

Kellison, Frank Private, 

Knight, Ralph C Private 

Lampkins, Noble L Private, 

Leinen, Alvin V Private 

Long, Hazel Private 

Mclntyre, Chas. I Private, 

Murphy, Albert F Private 

Murphy, Luther M Private, 

Mitchell, Frank Private 

Nicholson, Geo Private 

O'Donald, John J Private 

Olanie, Gustave Private 

Padilla, Ignacio Private, 

Pinto, Leo Private 

Ragusa, Frank A Private 

Raymond, Dommic F Private 

Reither, Walter Private, 

Riemer. Adam L Private 



Ic Ossining, N. Y. 

Ic 45 Cross St., Wobum, Mass. 

Ic 62 Orchard St., Tarrytown, N. Y. 

Ic 593 E. 1.36th St., New York, N.Y. 

Ic 336 8th St., Benton Harbor, Mich. 

Ic 2830 Bedford St., New York, N.Y. 

Ic Electra, Texas. 

IC) Williamsburg, Iowa. 

Ic 545 1st St., Decatur, 111. 

Ic Box 574, Tipton Iowa. 

Ic Beloit Kansas. 

Ic Lanesville, Ind. 

Ic 5756 Elizabeth St., Chicago, 111. 

Ic Marvel, Ark. 

Ic 394 Forest Av., Topeka, Kansas. 

Ic 51 Gates St., Poughkeepsie, N. Y. 

Ic 544 Brook Av., New York. N. Y. 

Ic 360 W. 129th St., New York, N.Y. 

Ic 4507 Harvard Av., Cleveland, O. 

Ic Meadowbrook, West Virginia. 

Ic Revidge, N. H. 

Ic 601 W. Home St., Bloomington, 

Ind. 

Ic 289 W. 15th PL, Chicago Heights, 

111. 

Ic Haywood, W. Va 

Ic Harrison Av., New Canaan, Conn. 

Ic Box 267, Bar Harbor, Me. 

Ic 207 Delaware Av., Riverside, N. J. 

Ic 715 Graton St., Chicopee Falls, 

Mass. 

Ic Mason town, W. Va. 

Ic ISlVo Boston St., Salem, Mass. 

Ic 19 Wilson St., Pittsfleld, Mass. 

Ic Box 232, Old Albuquerque, N. M. 

Ic 141 Jensens St., Buffalo, N. Y. 

Ic 31 Cornelia, New York, N. Y. 

Ic 108 Linwood St., Somerville, Mass. 

Ic 412 E. 14th St., Beardstown, 111. 

Ic 71 S. Huntmgton Av., Boston, Mass 



I50 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Rockett, Walter Private, Ic 12 Dale Av., Ossining, N. Y. 

Ronzettl, Claudio Private, Ic 137 Sullivan St., New York, N. Y. 

Schmalz, Wm. C Private, Ic 901 Hudson Av., Peekskill, N. Y. 

Sharkey, Jos. F Private, Ic 34 Spruce St., Poughkeepsie, N.Y. 

Smith, Arthur Private, Ic 58 Parrot Place, Brooklyn, N. Y. 

Soesman, John J Private, Ic 147 W. 111th St., New York, N.Y. 

Stout, Clarence Private, Ic Poughkeepsie, N. Y. 

Tobin, John T Private, Ic 1825 2nd Av., New York, N. Y 

Walsh, Jos. M Private, Ic 79 Union St., Poughkeepsie, N. Y. 

Walsh, Matthew Private, Ic Maverick St., East Boston, Mass. 

Weyman, Arthur C Private, Ic 344 8th St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

Alderisio, Michele Private Box 205, Germantown, N. Y. 

Anagnoston, John T Private 507 W. 158th St., New York, N.Y. 

Baltrusaltis, Tadadi Private Windsor St., Cambridge, Mass. 

Beatrice, Pritro Private 53 Boardman St., East Boston, 

Mass. 
Beaudoin, Napoleon ".Private Boyers Avenue, East, Longmea- 

dow, Mass. 

Bianco, Samuel Private Wallston, Pa. 

Blanchard, Leon O Private 345 Broadway, Lawrence, Mass. 

Bonadies, Beneditto Private 39 Maple St., Dobbs Ferry, N.Y. 

Bottita, Chas Private 10 Talmadge St., Poughkeepsie, 

N. Y. 

Bragg, Leroy Private 1203 High St., Logansport, Ind. 

Cannella, Seven Private 187 Webster AV., New York, N. Y. 

Chenet, Roland R Private 45 Amory St., North Hampton, 

Mass. 

Collins, Jas. F Private 10 Lin wood St., Boston, Mass. 

Colyer, Kale M Private Gifford, Missouri. 

Contratta, Paul Private Box 222, Beasmer, Mich. 

Corrigan, Mark Private 455 W. 37th St., New York, N.Y. 

Davenport, Clarence Private 13th St. and Park Av., Tulsa, 

Okla. 

DeBaggis, Gennaro Private 56 Ruggles St., Franklin, Mass. 

BUerman, August H Private 1217 Missouri Av., St. Louis, Mo. 

Ely ward, Matthew C Private 532 18th St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

Fiore, Pasquale Private 112 Charles St., Mansfield, Mass. 

Frisco, Phillipp Private 1529 Monroe St., Gary, Ind. 

Ganong, Jonett C Private Carmel, N. Y. 

Gedoe, Frank Private 22 Garfield Av., East Hampton, 

Mass. 
Greenfield, Israel Private 1016 Stovhof Ave., Richmond 

Hill, L. I. 

Griesi, Pasquale Private 107 Everett St., E. Boston, Mass. 

Healey, Charie J Private Logansport, Ind. 

King, Thos. H., Jr Private 1114 N. 6th St., Lafayette, Ind. 

Kozarkiewicz, Konstanty Private 674 England St., Kenosha, Wis. 

Laico, Tony J Private 88 East Broadway, NewYork, N.Y. 

Lawson, Edw. P Private 25 Shawmut St., Somerville, Mass. 

Lefkoff, Alexander Private 390 Sutter Av., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

Macy, Clarence A Private Cromwell, Ky. 

Martin, Hillis M Private .Romney, Ind. 

Maxim, Arthur L Private 503 N. State St., Big Rapids, 

Mich. 

McGregor, Frank H Private 950 24th St., Altoona. Pa. 

McTierman, Edw. J Private 38 Applewood PL, Springfield, 

Mengle, Howard E Private 1817 12th St., Altoona, Pa. 

Miranda, Guiseppe Private 186 Union Av., New Rochelle, 

N. Y. 
Morse, Austin H Private 70 Brookside Av., Jamaica Plain, 

Mass. 

Moward, Abraham G Private 114 Hudson St., Boston, Mass. 

Natanson, Leon Private 1429 Madison Av., New York, N.Y.. 

Nett, Philip A Private 9 Grove St., Woburn, Mass. 

Niederkom, Jos J Private Hastings, Minn. 

Nugent, John E Private 18 William St., Norwood, Mass.. 

Okerlund, Eskil Private 901 Ethel Av., Hancock, Mich. 

O'Neil, Andrew Private 46 O'Neil St., Hudson, Mass. 

Oxman, Philip Private 60 E. 103rd St., New York, N. Y. 

Paramboli, Francesco Private Rattan St., Norton Heights, N. J. 

Parrella, Paustino Private 48 N. Bridge St., Poughkeepsie,. 

N. Y. 
Pelligrlno, Nunzio Private 196 Cortland St., N. Tarry town,, 

N. Y. 

Penesis, Jas. J Private 24 Salem St., Wakefield, Mass. 

Perry, Geo Private Box 154, Peekskill, N. Y. 

Phillips, Vernon R Private 490 S. Ohio St., Martinsvil'e, Ind. 

Piedmonte, Cosmo Private 78 St. John's Place, New Rochelle,. 

N. Y. 

Plain, Ezra Private Hyde Park on the Hudson, N. Y. 

Porreca, Daniel Private 9 Railroad Av., Beacon, N. Y. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 151 

Priante, Fermo Private 19 West St., Wappingers Falls, 

N. Y. 

Rabinowitz, Samuel Private 390 Sth St., New York, N. Y 

Ray, Charles Private 989% 39th St., New York, N. Y. 

Rente, Michael Private 26 Lafayette St., New Rochelle, 

N. Y. 

Salllor, Stephen M Private 4110 Carroll Av., Chicago, 111. 

Santomo, Francesco Private 197 Ward St., New York, N. Y. 

Scheldein, Arthur C Private 2312 N. Spaulding Av., Chicago, 

111. 

Schick, Oliver Private Lafayette, Ind. 

Schmitt, Bernhard F Private 45 Bay view Av., Jersey City, N. J 

Schneider, Abraham Private 637 East 6th St., New York, N. Y. 

Scloncalepore, Lorenzo Private 24 Dale Av., Ossining, N. Y. 

Scott, Martin R Private Sugar Grove, Pa. 

Seymour, Chas. W Private 912 Orchard St., Peekskill, N. Y. 

Sharff, Walter H Private 20 W. 129th St., New York, N Y. 

Shaw, Harry Private 509 Simpson Place, Peekskill, N.Y 

Sheets, Jesse L Private 43 Bellbrook Av., Xenia, Ohio 

Simpson, Byron Private 137 Cannon St., Poughkeepsie. 

N. Y. 

Sleator, Albert Private Hawks Av., Ossining, N Y. 

Stancllft, Chas. W Private Bemardston, Mass. 

Stout, Chas. D Private 1449 W. 15th St., Muncie, Ind. 

Swathsa, Wm Private 82 Ware St., Worcester, Mass 

Tooney, Francis J Private 968 Rodman St., Fall River, Mass. 

Valentino, Alfred Private 137 Sullivan St., New York N Y 

Vineckoor, Louis Private 28 Cobum St., Maiden, Mass 

Vlastaikis, Geo. M Private 254 Exchange St., Chlcopee, Mass 

Wagner, Albert E Private 175 Rutherford Av., Charlestown, 

Wilburn, Walter Private 1529 Jackson St., Portsmouth, O. 

Wilson, Jas. F Private Whitefleld, N H. 

Wright, Leigh W Private 582 School St., Belmont, Mass. 

Zanetos, John E Private 31 Quincy St., Boston, Mass. 

Zarzecki, Peter Private Montan, Mass. 

Zerillo, Chas Private 63 Thompson, New York, N. Y. 

Zeigler, Adolph Private 519 E. 78th St., New York, N. Y, 



BATTERY **D" 

Will D. Moyer Captain 2 Storer St., Portland, Maine. 

George W. Pepper, Jr 1st Lieut Saint Davids, Pa. 

Archie L. Hirst 1st Lieut Box 237, Hancock, Wisconsin. 

Walker Abbey 2nd Lieut 338 N. Monteray St., Alhambra, 

Cal. 

Ezekiel D. Cook 2nd Lieut Ocillia, Georgia. 

Szymkowski, John 1st Sergt 1431 Cleaver St., Chicago, 111. 

Brown, Joseph H Sergeant Box 475, Okemah, Oklahoma. 

Daleiden, Bernard Sergeant 3 B. Third Av., St Charles, 111. 

Hanson, Theodore Sergeant 21 Granwood St., Maiden, Mass. 

Hendrie, Vincent E Sergeant 133 Emmett St., Portage, Wis. 

Holsone, Ralph A Sergeant Maple, Minnesota. 

Kelly, Joseph C Sergeant 367 Summers St., Pittsburg, Mass. 

Kirk, David D Sergeant 4343 Union St., Chicago, 111. 

McEelmeel, Eugene P Sergeant 1515 Granville Av., Chicago, 111. 

Miller, Ernest P Sergeant 4128 N. Irving Av., Chicago, 111. 

Novak, Charles J Sergeant Yukon, Oklahoma. 

Stone, Lawrence B Sergeant 40 Bridge St., Brunswick, Me. 

Swanson, Carl B Sergeant Freeport, Maine. 

Whitlack, Hugh E Sergeant Piano, Illinois. 

Womach, Guy V Sergeant Roosevelt, Okla. 

Aaberg, Bennie Corporal Kermit, N. D. 

Bertram, Louis, Jr Corporal 2536 Halsted St., Chicago, 111. 

Boles, James R Corporal Kilbourne, La. 

Bradler, Alexander Corporal 2117 E. 29th St., S. Doraine, O. 

Case, Alma N Corporal R. R. No. 2, Gilmore, Texas. 

Cervenka, Edward R Corporal 1522 W. 20th St., Chicago, 111. 

Clasen, Henry Corporal Fort Calhoun, Neb. 

Coats, Henry T Corporal Atlanta, Missouri. 

Fallon, John B Corporal Braidwood, 111. 

Ham, HoUie H Corporal R. F. D. No. 3, Guthrie, Okla 

Hamilton, Frank E Corporal -oh 'asjodjo j adBQ 

Hanke, Edward Corporal Roselle, Illinois. 

Ligon, James W Corporal Box 86, Byers, Texas. 

Manning, Clement L Corporal 4815 N. St. Louis Av., Chicago, 

111. 
Nagel, Michael Corporal 5632 S. Honor St., Chicago, 111, 



152 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 



Phelan, Thacher Corporal 10 Wall St., Albany, N. Y. 

Samens, Robert E Corporal 807 S. Fourth St., Oregon. 111. 

Schulze, Bernhard Corporal 1943 Patterson Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Slager, Matthew Corporal 1943 W. 24th Place, Chicago, 111. 

Smith, George H Corporal 2800 S. Robinson St., Oklahoma 

i City, Okla. 

Smyslong, Albert Corporal 2601 6th St., Peru, III. 

Stolberg, Harry A Corporal 1102 E. State St., Rockford, 111. 

Wesson, Affle Corporal Maock, Ky. (R. P. D. No. 7.) 

Youngdahl, Axel H Corporal 1.515 Cornelia Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Albrecht, Edward L Cook 3639 Ravenswood Ave., Chicago, 

Illinois. 

Pawloski, John Cook 1947 W. ISth St., Chicago, 111. 

Sierszynski, Ignat Cook 1936 W. 17th St., Chicago, 111. 

Ward, Elwood J Cook 120 Chateau Ave., Bartelsville, 

Oklahoma. 

Edwards, Carl Mechanic 4510 S. Paulina St., Chicago, 111. 

Klusas, William Mechanic 4020 Kilpatrick Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Pluta, Vincent Mechanic Wellington, 111. 

Decker, Clyde Bugler 1415 Vj-se Ave., New York, N. Y. 

Stafford, Joseph Bugler 929 16th Ave., Milwaukee, Wis. 

Winconek, John F Bugler Lillehammer, Norway. 

Amundsen, Theodore Wagoner 128 E. Maine St., Cleveland, Ohio. 

Anderson, Gustaf E Wagoner Amaud, Manitoba, Canada. 

Andrew Wagoner Burlington, Kansas. 

Beavers, John W Wagoner 364 Indian Road, Ontario, Canada. 

Brown, Gordon C Wagoner Wakensa, Kan. (R. P. D. No. 1.) 

Bulkey, John L Wagoner 612 E. 3rd St., Alton, 111. 

Craig, Arch M Wagoner 216 N. 5th St., St. Joseph, Mo. 

Dunlap, Robert Wagoner 2112 N. 21st St., B. St. Louis, 111. 

Ford, Arthur B Wagoner 2848 Vincennes Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Hollenbach, Albert Wagoner 1127 Maple St., Carthage, Mo, 

Kelso, Winston H Wagoner Thorndike, Mo. (R. F. D. No. 2.1 

Ladd, Albert N Wagoner 2002 Ave. G, Council Bluffs, Iowa. 

Neal, Bejamin F Wagoner 1813 S. Troop St., Chicago, 111. 

Ourada, Joseph Wagoner 1835 W. 34th St., Chicago, 111. 

Schmitt, Thomas C Wagoner 1625 Elizabeth Ave., Wichita, 

Stolpe, Edward J W^agoner 159 demons St., Paducah, Ky. 

Kansas. 

Wait, Russell E Wagoner 1625 Elizabeth Av., Wichita, Kan. 

Williams, Marlin W Wagoner Grant, Okla. (Box 231.) 

Zogg, Robert F Wagoner 20th and Yankee St., Williams- 
burg, W. Va. 



Albert, William J Private 

Anderson, Colby Private^ 

Baumring, Henry Private 

Berding, Hans L Private 

Burgart, Walter C Private 

Bumell, Edmund C Private: 

Cartwright, Henry W Private^ 

Cerveny, Frank Private 

Chacey, Ernest A Private, 

Connors, Allen Private 

Dafnos, John Private; 

Daholik, Theodore Private, 

Dyczewski, Alexander Private 

Frizzino, Polo Private. 

Gribbon, William, Jr Private 

Hale, William N Private 

Hamlin, Ben Private, 

Hansen, Ernie H Private 

Hines, Jesse James Private 

Hoffman, Isaac Private 

Irby, Wiley Private 

Klrby, Michael Private 

Koch, Charles A Private 

Laskowski, Walter J Private 

Lee, Steven A Private 

McDonald, Charles E Private 

Migus, Tony Private 

Mueller, Wilhelm II. Private 

Mullaney, John T Private, 

Murphy, Albert F Private, 

Osgood, Arthur W Private 

Pyles, Oatis Private 

Rise, William A Private, 

Ritger, Joseph A Private, 

Robbins, William A Private, 



Ic 228 N.Lockwood Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Ic Atkin, Minn. 

Ic 1855 Clinton Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Ic 914 S. Mansfield Ave., Chicago, Til. 

Ic lona, Iowa. 

l'^' 28 Exeter St., B. Hampton, Mass. 

Ic Lenore, Illinois. 

Ic 1317 W. 20th St., Chicago, 111. 

Ic Meridian, Kansas. 

Ic Dunville Plasentia, Newfoundland 

Ic Care of Great Northern Railway, 

Wilmar, Minn. 
Ic Zaluchia Perevoslo Ostrohl Volhy- 

nia, Russia. 
Ic 8482 Commercial Ave., S. Chicago, 

Illinois. 

Ic 12312 Fairview Ave., Cleveland, O. 

Ic 7531 Bennett St., Pittsburgh. Pa. 

Ic 310 E. 70th St., New York, N. Y. 

Ic 208 Naline St., Aberdeen, S. D. 

Ic Ashby, Minn. 

Ic Moss Point, Miss. 

Ic 148 Remwood Place, Chicago, 111. 

Ic Jenkins, New Mexico. 

Ic Gen. Del. Rock, Mich. 

Ic 2021 Hastings St., Chicago, 111. 

le 1701 S. Ashland Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Ic 2846 N. Richmond St., Chicago, 111. 

Ic Keota, Okla. (R. R. No. 2.) 

Ic 759 W. 118th St., W. Pullman, 111. 

Ic 312 Hastings St., Park Ridge, 111. 

Ic Mattawankeag, Maine. 

Ic 22 McKinley Ave., Norwich, Conn. 

Ic 1410 Tanner Ave., Tanner, Conn. 

Ic 607 John St., Joplin, Mo. 

Ic New Albany, Ind. (R. F. D. No. 4.) 

Ic 217 Maury St, Richmond, Va. 

Ic West Swanzey, N. H. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 153 

Schewe, Fred Private, Ic 4020 N. Kilpatrick Ave., Chicago, 

cci, TT A Illinois. 

Sharp, Harry A.. Private, Ic 318 W. 3rd St., Centralia, III. 

Silberstein, Joseph Private, Ic 1022 W. Taylor St., Chicago, 111. 

Smith, Clark M Private, Ic 209 N. Caldwell St., Ft. Scott, Kan. 

Sullivan, Thomas E Private, Ic Bondsville, Mass. (P. O. Box 96 ) 

Swazes, Dominik Private, Ic 5422 S. Green St., Chicago, 111. 

Tmskis, John Private, Ic 2952 Hamlin Ave., Chicago 111. 

Tofte, Joseph Private, Ic Whitehall, Wis. (P. O. Box 258) 

Walker, Reginald Private, Ic Laure ISprings, N J 

Warner, Earl Private, Ic Sayer, Okla. (R. F. D. No- 3 ) 

Warnke, Edward F Private, Ic 173rd and Loomis Sts., liazel- 

.^ , ^ . , crest, Illinois. 

Weber, Louis J Private, Ic 4733 S. Ashland Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Widney, William F Private, Ic Fay, Okla 

Yudikis, Simon Private, Ic 2321 W. 22nd St., Chicago, 111. 

Alt, Bernard Private 860 Riverside Drive, New York 

A ., T City, N. Y. 

Anderson, Jorgen .Private Atlantic, Iowa (Route No 4 ) 

Banion, Leonard Private Erie, 111. (Route No. 2 ) 

Baretta, Robert J Private 83 Dakota St., Dorchester, Mass. 

Barrino, Louis Private Salerno, Italy. 

Barry, Edward Private 2103 Hastings St., Chicago, 111. 

Barry, George Private 446 James St., Richmond Center, 

r, XI, ivr „, Wisconsin. 

Earth, Normaji W Private 165 Morrell St., Rochester, N Y 

Bergin, Joseph J. Private 1021 Montana St., Chicago, 111. . . 

Bematz, Joseph V Private 1846 Clifton Park Ave., Chicago, 

T^, , , , ^ . Illinois. 

Blockwelder, One Private Shamrock, Okla 

Blade, Lyle Private 131 E. 59th St., Chicago, 111 

Brown, Herman Private 44 Seigle St., Brooklyn, N. F 

Buzzard, Michael F Private Ohley, W. Va 

Caldwell, George Private Pleasantville, Pa. (Route No. 2.) 

Carmack, Miles M Private Desoto, Wis. 

Chase Victor C . . Private 57 Lincoln St., Bath, Maine. 

Chnstensen, John H Private Main St., Bradford, ill 

Conger, John Private Greenfield, Ind 

Crawford, Lawrence Private Westport, Conn. 

Dahl Harold B Private 563 N. Lawler Ave., Chicago, III. 

Danglo, Joseph Private Shelby Miss s , . 

Dausch, William T Private 731 E.' Gimber St., Indianapolis, 

_> , ^, , Indiana. 

Descheneaux, Charles Private 12 Bonker St., Brunswick, Maine 

De Vors, James L Private Oakwood, 111 

nJ.J^,t!.l'^^*^TiJ,'l^'^-rf Private Castalbick, Calvasaquila, Italy. 

Dogherty Walter T Private 91 Rich St., Dan vers, Mass. 

^]^,^\ O^en J Private 1318 E. Wilcox St., Joliet, 111. 

Eldnge, Ezra T Private McCaysburg, Ind. 

^.^■f'fHie, Edward Private 7 Gerold St., Bath, Maine. 

Pabish, Paul, Jr Private 3932 N. Cicero Ave., Chicago, 111 

Fisher, Francis B Private 280 Ferry St Everett Mass 

Forrest, Dudley T Private Westbrooi, m1 (R. F D No. 1.) 

Cpll'it'' oY^lViV ^'■^''^i^ 2125 Webb St., Indianapolis, Ind. 

Geveis, Charles H Private 22 Maiden St., Everett, Mass. 

nl^^f^r .^^^^^ J Private Metitheum, Essex County, Mass. 

Goldstein, Harry Private 1610 W. 13th St., Chicago, 111. 

Green Jasper D Private Ashdown, Ark. 

Hobbs, Roy E . . . Private Osacus, Minn. 

Holder, Clarence C Private 1508 Silver St., BlythviUe, Ark. 

Jackson, Ben Private 1602 22nd St., Galveston, Texas. 

Kapala, Joseph . Piivate 1304 Summit St., .Joliet, 111. 

Karpowicz, Ledwik Private 1314 Prescott St., Chicago, 111. 

Keane, James J. Private 4812 W. Monroe St., Chicago, 111. 

La Pluer, Armond A Private 40 Williams St., North Hampton, 

T „, T A .u- T, . ^ Massachusetts. 

La Flamme J. Artnur Private 222 Blake St., Lewiston, Maine. 

Lester Charles W. Private 3315 Stockton St., Richmond, Va 

Lmdemann, William F Private 4739 S. State St., Chicago. Ill 

if^'h ^^'.lierman T Private South Windham, Maine. 

Maddocks, Ernest Private Washington, Maine 

Marshak, Mose R Private Westville lil 

McDonald, Albert R Private 18 Stone' St.,' Portland, Maine. 

McDonald, Bernard F Private Maityville, Long Island N Y 

Miller, Festus B Private Murleson, Texas ' ' 

Minotte, James D Private 38 Deering Ave., Portland, Maine. 

Minsburg, Thomas Private 703 114th St., New York N Y 

Moon, Nelson Pri\'ate Lockhart, Texas. ' " 

Mooney,_ Thomas L Private Stoutland, Cameron Co.. Mo 

Nadulski Joseph Private 2414 W. Grace St., S. Bend, Ind 

Nelson, Harry E Private 1128 Ardmore Ave., Cnicago. Ill 

Nicastro, Bartholomew Private 102 Gerry St., Brooklyn, N Y ' 



154 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Plueis, John Private 276 Elm St., Lawrence, Mass. 

Rerzechina, Giuseppe Private 8523 Guines St., Chicago. 111. 

Radcliff, Ralph L Private 30 Garfield St., Fall River, Mass. 

Rayfeld Private 1510 W. 71st Place, Chicago, III . 

Riopel, Oliver ■ Private 99 N. Canterbury St., Worcester, 

Mass. 

Roof, Clyde L Private Camp Grove, 111. 

Rutter, Frank Private 1256 Dickson St., Chicago, 111. 

Rybandt, John F Private 1445 Fell Place, Chicago, 111. 

Soproaowich, John Private 110 Oak St., Waterburv, Conn. 

San ten, George Private 765 E. 214th St., New York, N. Y. 

Scherer, Paul B Private 5227 Magnolia Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Schielf, Charles, Jr Private 26 Mare St., Rochester, N. Y. 

Schultz, Otto Private 3619 W. 57th Place, Chicago. 111. 

Sedberry, Elmer D Private Aboline, Texas (Box 75, Route 6) 

Shapiro, Joseph Private 1312 Hastings St., Chicago, 111. 

SchauDel, Albert P Private Lockport, II? . 

Smith, Paul L Private 1415 W. 26th St., Indianapolis, 

Indiana. 

Stark, David Private 1111 Junion St., Ottawa, 111. 

Sund, Oscar Private Highway, N. J. 

Tarp, Frank Private 2003 Elders St., Indiana Harbor, 

Indiana. 

Thompson, Curtis I Private Havensville, Kan. (R. F. D. 2.) 

Tikulkas, Stanley Private Enthrone Ave., Kankakee, 111. 

Topceski, Tictor Private Hatiey, Wis. 

Tourtelotte, Irving Private 33 Main St. Webster Mass. 

Vaccaro, Joseph Private Consldin, Italy. 

Venard, Bert R Private 56 Richland Ave., Downers Grove, 

Illinois. 
Weicht, Tony Private 210 W. Franklin St., Evansville, 

Indaina. 

Wolf, Joseph Private 5483 Kenwood Ave., Chicago. 111. 

Wonnell, Arthur Private 1314 Oakland St., Chicago, 111. 



BATTERY "E" 

Ingersoll, Frank I Captain 1414 45th Ave., Sunset District, 

San Francisco, Cal. 

Kofsky, Louis 1st Lieut. 2 Newport Road, Cambridge, Mass. 

Provosty, Ledoux 1st Lieut New Roads, Louisiana. 

Davis, David 2nd Lieut. 244 E. 5th St., Riverside, Cal. 

Hannibal, August 2nd Lieut. 605 River St., Hoboken, N. J. 

Bethschneider, Nicholas E 1st Sergt 515 20th St., Galveston, Texas. 

Cole, Roy C Sup. Sergt 2012 Common St., Houston, Tex. 

Sigman, Frank W Mess Sergt. Spencer, N. C. 

Garrett, Ellis D Sergeant Blue Springs, Miss. 

Harmon, Frank Sergeant Corpus Christi, Tex., R. F. D., 2. 

Thompson, William C Sergeant Lewiston, N. C. 

Stewart, Roy E Sergeant Orr Apts., Charlotte, N. C. 

Swicegood, Richard R Sergeant Salisbury, N. C, R. F. D., No. 1. 

Shofner, Ancil C Sergeant Gushing, Texas, R. F. D., No. 1. 

Wagner, Charles Sergeant 415 S. 2nd St., Wilmington, N. C. 

Kuhn, Elmo R Sergeant R. F. D., No A, Box 325, Houston 

Texas 

Kittrell, Milford Sergeant R. F. D., No. 2, Gushing, Tex. 

Thompson, James A Sergeant R. F D., No. 4, Arlington, Tex. 

Hodges, William H Sergeant 904 Hemphill St., Ft. Worth, Tex. 

Williams, Oscar T Sergeant General Delivery, Galveston, Tex. 

Hammett, William P Corporal Palos, Ala. 

Crary, Roy E Corporal Brevard, N. C. 

Weeks, Harry Corporal 906 W. 4th St., Charlotte, N. C. 

Matlock, Ben. P Corporal R. P. D., No. 4, Austin, Tex. 

Compton, Malon E Corporal Loraine. Tex. 

Harrison, George H Corporal Plymouth, N. C. 

KoUman, Lester Corporal New Ulm, Texas. 

Marten, Harman Corporal Elpaso, 111. 

Pier, Mike C Corporal. ..... 301 E. Field Ave., San Antonio, 

Brew, Vincent Corporal 553 W. 10th St., Erie, Pa. 

Crow, Arthur W Corporal Abemathy, Tex. 

Ranson, William E Corporal Huntersville, N. C. 

Meyer, Carl C. P Corporal West Union, Ohio. 

Hodgin, Irvin C Corporal 500 Arlington St., Greensboro, 

North Carolina. 

Marable, Paul D Corporal Clarksville, Tex. 

Amot, George A Corporal 1012 W. Central Ave., Albu- 
querque, New Mexico. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 155 

Veraschtert, Joseph Corporal R. F. D., No. 1, St. Charles, 111. 

Morren, Bill Corporal Gorman, Texas 

Spencer, Clarence I Corporal 408 S&L Bunding, Des Moines, 

Iowa. 

Baca, Bonifacio Corporal Gallup, New Mexico. 

Stroking, John T Corporal 171 29th St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

Williams, Elmer H Corporal R. F. D., No. 2, Rigby. Idaho. 

Ham, Carroll D Corporal 327 N. Kickapoo St.. Shawnee, 

Oklahoma. 
Nichols, Walter F Corporal 723 Grant Ave., West CoUingwood, 

New Jersey. 

Boggs, John G Mechanic R. F. D., No. 3, Pilot Point, Tex. 

Mitchell, Ollie C Mechanic Blue, Oklahoma. 

Porter Roy Mechanic Box 153, Miles, Texas. 

Williams, Thomas H Mechanic R. F. D., No. 1. Mansfield Tex. 

Bailev, Grant W Wagoner R. F. D. No. 1, Irvmg, 111. 

Bergman, Mervin H Wagoner 1016 S. 6th St., Ave., West 

Virginia, 111. 

Blackman, Noah B Wagoner R. F. D., No. 3, Georgetown, Tex. 

Buchanan, Webb H Wagoner R. F. D. No. 6, Bryan, Texas. 

Bumey, Howard D Wagoner R. F. D., No. 3, Mart Texas. 

Burton Richard C Wagoner Richmond, McHenry Co., 111. 

Couch, John L Wagoner Collingston, Utah. „ ^ _, , 

Eakin, Newell B Wagoner Carrier, Iklahoma, R. F. D. No. 1, 

Box 153. 

Hoene Stanley H Wagoner Batesville, Indiana. 

James, William B Wagoner Herman, Oklahoma. 

Johnson, Bryant Wagoner Decker, Indiana. 

Pezzetti, John J Wagoner Box 347, Wakefield, Michigan. 

Quinn, Orion T Wagoner R. F. D., No. 3, Deport, Texas. 

Sanders, William S Wagoner Belvedere Apts., Norfolk, Va. 

Shields, William J Wagoner Alexander, Minnesota. 

Smith, William Wagoner R. F. D., No. 1, Lott, Texas 

Box 72. 

Sullivan, Robert E Wagoner Nokodis, 111. 

Thadden, Henry J Wagoner Ohiowa, Nebraska. 

Youngberg, Harold J Wagoner 615 S. 8th St., La Crosse, Wis. 

Swanson, William L Cook 1104 S. Alamo St., San Antonio, 

Texas. 
Bushert, Ralph E Cook 601 W. Columbia St., Campaign, 

Illinois. 

Scott, Billie B Cook R. F. D., No. 3, Lake Como, Miss. 

Hyder, William T Cook Lone Wolf, Oklahoma. 

Simmons, Philip Bugler R. F. D., No. 3, Okmukee, Okla. 

Adler, Myron P Bugler 1517 School St., S. Bethlehem, Pa. 

Long, Crawford G Bugler R. F. D., No. 1, Smith Station, Ala 

Anno, Charles F Private, Ic Williamsport, Indiana. 

Anderson, Andrew A Private, Ic 386 Thornton, Hammond, Ind. 

Bellamy, Charles R Private, Ic R. F. D., No. 1, Grand Prairie, 

Texas. 

Bentley, Cody R Private, Ic Chillicothe, Texas. 

Bezek, John Private, Ic 805 Cleveland Ave., Joliet, 111. 

Brewer, Horace G Private, Ic B. F. D., No. 3, Sneedville, Tenn. 

Burlison, John F Private, Ic B. F. D., No. 1, Verona, Miss. 

Carmichael, James E Private, Ic Killeen, Texas. 

Caverly, John J Private, Ic 27 Warren St., Harrington, Mass. 

Clark, Basil E Private, Ic Hiteman, Iowa. 

Clay, Milton R Private, Ic Strong City, Kansas. 

Devoe, Charles J Private, Ic 217 E. 29th St., New York, N. Y. 

Downey, Herbert A Private, Ic Cambridge, Nebraska. 

Farris, Curtice C Private, Ic R. F. D., No. 3, Box 27A, Hellis, 

Oklahoma. 

Faulkner, Clarence E .Private, Ic R. F. D. No. 1, Henderson, N. C. 

Forcum, Albert M Private, Ic Oblong, 111. 

Garcia, David Private, Ic Carrizzo, New Mexico. 

Grimes, William L Private, Ic 4401 Emerald St., Chicago, 111. 

Grossman, Robert F Private, Ic 3428 R% St., Galveston, Texas. 

Huettman, William, Jr Private, Ic 2027 Main St., Peru, HI. 

Johnson, Raymond A Private, Ic Corpus Christi, Texas. 

Johnson, Arthur R Private, Ic 4726 W. Huron St, Chicago, 111. 

Jones, Jesse J Private, Ic 124 W. Maine St., Ottumwa, Iowa. 

Kelly, Charles Private, Ic 

Kilpatrlck, Thomas M Private, Ic Gallup, New Mexico. 

Kirksey, Charles W Private, Ic Box 395, Humble, Texas. 

Knezek, Alphonse Private, Ic R. F. D., No. 4, Schulenberg, Tex. 

Martin, Robert D Private, Ic 620 N. Bliendo St., Los Angeles, 

Cal 

McCall, Homer C Private, Ic R. F. D., No. Flat Rock, S. C. 

McGregor, Don A Private, Ic Jasper, Ala. 

McSloy,, Sidney A Private, Ic Fresno, Montana. 

Michel. Fritz C Private, Ic R. F. D., No. 1, Hufsmith, Tex. 



156 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Miller, John Private, Ic 307 Kerrigan Ave., West Hoboken, 

New Jersey. 

Mire, Warren A Private, Ic Sunshine, La. 

Morris, George L Private, Ic Brady, Texas. 

Neal, Nold Private, Ic 6112 St. Lawrence Ave., Chicago, 

Illinois. 

Neault, Dona Private, Ic 309 Franklin St., Hancock, 111. 

Okruhlik, Joseph V Private, Ic R. F. D., No. 1, Box 70, Flatonia, 

Texas. 

Peruolo, Michel Private, Ic 581 Carroll St., Brooklyn, 111. 

Pitts, Grady Y Private, Ic Knippa, Texas. 

Plumley, William E Private, Ic Box No. 4, Webster, Texas. 

Pohl, Henry J Private, Ic Hallettsville, Texas. 

Powell, Harold A Private, Ic 35 Oak St., Jersey City, N. J. 

Roe, Robert W Private, Ic R. F. D., No. 1, Chatsworth, Ga. 

Rogers, Cuba C Private, Ic R. P. D., No. 5, Dyersburg, Tenn. 

Rodkey, Willis Private, Ic 3947 Brown St., Philadelphia, Pa. 

Rushing, Elmer Private, Ic Mountainair, New Mexico. 

Von Hebel, John H Private, Ic Neola, Iowa. 

Afflolter, Benjamin H Private Merriem, Kansas. 

AUred, Joe W Private R. F. D., No. 2, Elk City, Okla. 

Allen, Robert E Private Box 2518, Globe, Arizona. 

Altollo, John Private 24 Bridge St., Amsterdam, N. Y. 

Anderson, Samuel W Private Virginia, Minnesota. 

Bennett, Robert Private ;Yorktown Heights, New York, 

N. Y. 

Bezdik, Joseph F Private R. F. D., No. 2, Abbott, Texas. 

Bocek, William Private 2244 N. Bash Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Boynyewig, Walter Private Kovno Lithania, Russia. 

Bruner, Roy A Private Hamlin, Texas. 

Butler, John Private 243 Clinton St., New York, N. Y. 

Bryant, ByronB Private Lake Village, Indiana. 

Cammire, Walter J Private Baylis, 111. 

Carter, James W Private 705 Belmont Ave., Grand Forks, 

North Dakota. 

Cohagan, Clyde V Private Milf ord, Texas. 

Cook, William H Private Wickliffe, Kentucky. 

Cooke, John F Private 1600 Arapahoe St., Denver, Col. 

Cooley, John W Private Towraqua, 111. 

Council, Thomas Private Butler, Missouri. 

Crabb, William E Private R. F. D. No. 3, Ardmore, Tenn. 

Crutchfleld, Jack Private Bryson, Texas. 

Curry, Harold N Private R. F. D., No. 2, Gays, 111. 

Dauphin, Vernon N Private Route No. 1, Hagoda, Ala. 

Diciacce, Gaitan Private 95 Lorimer St., Rochester, N. Y. 

Dills, Joel Private 808 S. Franklin St., Garrett, Ind. 

Doebert, Frank W Private Mascrutah, 111. 

Duffy, Frank J Private 817 32nd St., Galveston, Texas. 

Fannick, George Private 59 Lawrence St., Edwardsville, Pa. 

Ferullo, John Private R. F. D., No. 1, Oneal, Texas. 

Finney, William E Private 7 Richmond Ave., Wobum, Mass. 

Foster, Thomas B Private Lockney, Texas. 

Gingras, Armand Private 146 Jewett St., Lowell, Mass. 

Glenn, Joseph F .Private Blue, Okla., Box No. 175. 

Gravelle, Joseph F Private 2633 Halstead St., Chicago, 111. 

Griffay, Oliver V Private Llano, Texas. 

Hagenah, George H Private R. F. D., No. 5, Quincy, 111. 

Hall, Malvin Private Venus, Texas. 

Harrington, Felias Private Crowley, La. 

Held, Norman S Private 35 Oak St., Silver Creek, N. Y. 

Henwood, Willard R Private 144 Orchard St., Yonkers, N. Y. 

Hilliard, Frank Private Fairplay, South Carolina. 

Hullng, James O Private Hamlin, Texas. 

Jones, Carl E Private Rio, Wisconsin. 

Joyner, Wilbur M Private 332 N. Elm St., Greensboro, N. C. 

Deserf, Paul Private 415 St. Paul St., Springfield, 111. 

Janzig, Ernest H Private Guttenburg, Iowa. 

Kynion, Paul O Private 1935 Taylor St., Springfield, Mo. 

Lawhun, John C Private 306 Dewey Ave., Normal, 111. 

Layton, Roland Private Wilcox. Pa. 

Lincoln, Richard Private Florida, 6 E. of N St., Mobile, Ala. 

Lyons, Leroy D Private 7431 Harvard Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Mansfield, Patrick R Private 38 Front St., Nashua, N. H. 

Merritt, George H Private Center Point, Texas. 

Muncy, Offie Private Atoka, Okla. 

Meyers, Louis R Private R. F. D., No. 1, Morris, Okla. 

Nabors, Benjamin P Private Box 142, Deleon, Texas. 

Nail, Robert L Private Iowa Park, Texas. 

Oczkowski, Frederick Private,. 330 Williams St., Harrison, N. J. 

Orr, Albert Private Syracuse, Kansas. 

Orsbum, Peter Private Griff eth, Indiana. 

Patterson, Elbert R Private Sparkman, Ark. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 157 

Peterson, Roland F Private Kingsley, Iowa. 

Rabe, Herman C Private Bleakwood, Texas. 

Ranch, Edward G Private Bellville, 111. 

Schneider, Louis. Private .597 June St., Bridgeport, Conn. 

Schwartz, Edward R Private Box No. 75, R. F. D., No. 4, 

Hasting, Minnesota. 

Schulz, Herman G Private Warta, Texas. 

Serowitz, Alexander Private 51 Forsythe St., New York, N. Y. 

Sims, Obie L Private Mobeetie, Texas. 

Singel, John Private Box 38, Barrensboro. Pa. 

Stacv, William F Private Decatur, 111. 

Stauffacher, Karl E Private 412 Anita St., Houston. Texas. 

Steele, Louis Private R. F. D., No. 1, Carbondale, 111. 

Talina, Albert Private 116 W. 3rd St., Spring Valley, 111. 

Taylor, Walter F Private R. P. D., No. 1, Shenandoah, Va. 

Teeter, Jake W Private Sayre, Pa. 

Tobler, Lawrence L Private R. F. D., No. 5, Mitchell, S. D. 

Tucker, Bede O Private Hutchinson, Minn. 

Tornow, Edward W Private R. F. D., No. 8, Walnut, 111. 

Turner, Louis A Private R. F. D., No. 8, Danville, 111. 

Twitchell, William G Private Correll, Minn. 

Van Horn, Harry C Private Dalhart, Texas. 

Vicorsky, Arthur Private 106 Elno St., Dorchester, Mass. 

Walker, Jakie Private Buffalo, Texas. 

Ward, Eugene C Private R. F. D., No. 4, Red Oak, Iowa. 

Wilder, Avis G Private LlUington, North Carolina. 

Williams, Will K Private R. F. D., No. 1, Saginaw, Texas. 

Worley, Odie F Private 3515 James St., Omaha, Neb. 

Wright, John F Private Gageby, Texas. 

Yasinski, Joseph F Private R. F. D., No. 1, Glenmore, Oneida 

County, New York. 
Yaste, Fred M Private Williamsport. Ind. 



BATTERY 'T" 

La Fitte, John H Captain Ridge Springs, S. C. 

Relieved from duty with battery upon receipt of orders for the regiment to 

prepare to return to the U. S. 

Spear, William D Captain 2720 Creston Ave., New York, 

N. Y. 

Hefner, Chas. B 1st Lieut Cuero, Texas. 

McCarter, George W. C 1st Lieut 270 Park Ave., New York, N. Y. 

Weitzen. Fred 2nd Lieut 39 Water St., Torrington, Conn. 

Hamnton, Frank 2nd Lieut Lykes'and. S. C. 

Rusell, Byron A 1st Sergeant Carrol, Iowa. 

Fox. Raymond L Mess Sergt 4504 W. Adams St., Chicago, IlL 

Cahill, Frank A Supply Sergt Tipton, Cal. 

Mullins, Martin H Sergeant R. F. D.. 4. Spartanburg, S. C. 

Grant, Donald B Sergeant 1630 Locust St., Terre Haute. Ind. 

Wilson, Luther C Sergeant 201 Lois St., Greenville. S. C. 

Weeks, Max F Sergeant Salem, Iowa. 

Hughey, William J Sergeant Dayton, Wyo. 

Johnson, Charles B Sergeant 21 "S. 66 Ave., West Duluth, Minn. 

Adams, George M Sergeant 1514 Clinton Ave., Sioux City, 

Iowa. 

Scwell, Thornwell F Sergeant Chesterfield, S. C. 

Isaacson, George B Sergeant 7235 Ellwood Ave., Chicago, II. 

Judkins, William C Sergeant Midwav, Kansas. 

Forbes, Willis F Sergeant Whitestone, S. C. 

Forbes, Wilis F Sergeant 3618 Garretson Ave., Sioux City, 

Iowa. 

Looney, James K Corporal Konawa, Okla. 

Michael. Clyde R Sergeant La Verne. Cal. 

Proudfoot, John Corporal 1620 Capital Ave., Des Moines, 

Iowa. 

Schraeder, Henry J Corporal Cadagan, Alberta, Canada. 

Henderson, Clarence Corporal 64 W. Colo. St., Pasadena, Cal. 

Smeby, Warren Corporal 901 7th St., Sioux City, Iowa. 

Driggers, Oscar Corporal Many, La. 

Reynolds, George H Corporal 505 Pettigrue St., Greenville, S. C. 

Booth, William D Corporal 11 Dooley St., Hawkinsville, Ga. 

Norerg, Paul L Corporal 326 Minn. St., Sioux S. Dak. 

Bukley, Chas. F Corporal Cantio, Cal. 

Annan, Herbert L Corporal Shirley Hotel, Denver, Col., Care 

of Mrs. Edwin Keith. 

Kimple, Virgil R Corporal 7204 S. 23d St., St. Joseph, Mo, 

Brady, Harry E Corporal 137 Wright St., La Salle, 111. 



158 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Meyer, Nathaniel Corporal 1520 S. Nicholas Ave., New York, 

N. Y. 

Stadler, Louis Corporal Hollowayville, 111. 

Madux, Joseph H Corporal Santa Rosa, Cal. 

Johnson, John A Corporal 468 Conn. St., San Francisco, Cal. 

Sage, George Corporal Willows. Cal. 

Johnson, Herbert A Corporal Baxter Springs, Kan. 

Little, John Corporal 357 Texas St., San Francisco, Cal. 

Bams, Andrew Corporal Chesne, S. C. 

Garber, Lloyd Corporal 516 N. Hastings Ave., Hastings, 

Nebraska. 

White, Franklin A Corporal Summerville, Texas. 

Anderson, Clarence L Cook R. F. D., 1, Loveland, Iowa. 

Quaite, Harry E Cook Louisiana, Mo. 

Tong, Jew S Cook 653 Main St., Calusa, Cal. 

Simmett, Chas. F Cook Llewellyn, Pa. 

Johnson, William M., Jr Mechanic 22 Weeks Ave., Santa Cruz, Cal. 

Farley, Eugene P Mechanic 1724 J St., Lincoln, Neb. 

Fawbush, James R Mechanic R. F. D., 1, Little York, Ind. 

Smith, Abner Mechanic 714 Hawthorne St., S. Pasadena, 

California. 

Akeson, Karl A Wagoner 985 Minn. Ave., Portland, Ore. 

Cartwright, Grover C Wagoner R. F. D., 2, Detroit, Minn. 

Corley, William D Wagoner R. F. D., 4, Many, La. 

Dux, John J Wagoner 4022 La Verne Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Faber, Floyd O Wagoner R. F. D., 1. Box 19, San Luis 

Obispo, Cal. 
Greenburg, Harold Wagoner 607 Waller St., San Francisco, 

California. 

Hendry, George F Wagoner R. F. D., 3, Santa Barbara, Cal. 

Holmes, Chas. E Wagoner 1106 S. Washington St., Welling- 
ton, Kansas. 

Jefferies, Menzo C Wagoner Mullhall, Okla. 

Kelley, Burdette A Wagoner 129 East Ave., 58 Los Angeles, 

California. 

Mason, Perr H Wagoner R. F. D., 2, Billings, Okla. 

Moore, Alfred L Wagoner Wellford, S. C. 

Preacher, Lonnee Wagoner Lelon, Texas. 

Shelly, Leon M Wagoner Minbum, Iowa. 

Skidmore, Arthur P Wagoner 454 Crawford St., Fort Worth, 

Texas. 

Smith, Willie M Wagone Box 475, Morehead, Minn. 

Snider, Dewey W Wagoner Clearwater, Nebraska. 

Sparks, Ralph B Wagoner 320 W. North St., Decatur, 111. 

Tognazzini, Romeo L. E Wagoner Guadalupe, Cal. 

Jones, Roland D Bugle 118 Oak St., Gafney, S. C. 

Summerville, Herbert Bugler Moab, Utah. 

Burton, Earl L Bugler S. Strand Water St., West Brook, 

Maine. 

Aageson, Carlo Private, le 3350 S. 19th St., S. Omaha, Neb. 

Adams, Harry S Private Ic Palana. Texas. 

Bar, Lewis R Private, Ic ; Chadwick, Mo. 

Benson, Paul R Private, Ic Lake Park, Iowa. 

Blarsdell, Ernest L Private, Ic Michaelson, Michigan. 

Bright, Orville Private, Ic 1339 Hughes St., Cincinnati, O. 

Brown, Rexford Private Ic Aid, Ohio. 

Bryant, Gus L Private, Ic Wayne, Okla. 

Chapel, Albert Private, Ic Housten, Minn. 

Christianson, Paul W Private, Ic Bruce, Wis. 

Conkin, Leonard L Private, Ic Green City, Mo. 

Cogwell, David W Private, Ic French Lick, Ind. 

Cudd, Henry B Private, Ic S. Church St., Spartanburg, S. C. 

Bliopulos, John Private, Ic 1337 W. Van Buren St., Chicago, 

Ellsworth, Ora C Private, Ic Illinois. 

Chinook, Mont. 

Erickson, Willie B Private, Ic R. P. D., 7, Decorah, Iowa. 

Farquhar, Eddis O Private, Ic N. Cucamonga, Cal. 

Gregory, Munsey Private, Ic Prague, Okla. 

Griffith, George E Private Ic 806 6th St., Fort Madison, Iowa. 

Harris, Gamer Private, Ic Erin, Tenn. 

Heinsohn, W. G Private, Ic 5020 N. Winchester Ave., Chicago, 

Helton, Earl Private, Ic Illinois. 

R. F. D., 3, Porum, Okla. 

Hollingsworth, Denver R .... Private, Ic S. Main St., Lynn, Ind. 

Hunter, Samuel P Private, Ic Bradley, Cal. 

Hutton, Edwin J Private, Ic Lake City, Iowa. 

Jones, John S Private. Ic Chenoa, 111. 

Kacena, Joe, Jr Private, Ic R. F. D., No. 2, Walker, Iowa. 

Lamb, Willard Private, Ic Merrit Apt., Kewanee, 111. 

Larson, Corenllus Private, Ic Box 75, Stevenson, Cal. 

Lawless, Jamse B Private, Ic 243 San Jose Ave., San Francisco, 

California. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 159 

tSr SSltS: :::::::::: :?n%f J IV. : : : : T¥: i; k ouumwa. lowa. 

Uml'r John S Private, Ic R. F. D., 2, Patton, Pa. 

Nash, ' Chester D Private, Ic ^t'^'^i.^g®' ^^^ ?" ^„„ 

NpIsoti Harrv V Private, Ic Aberdeen, Washington. 

Olesen,' Georle W. :... .i i. .Private', Ic 262 Page St., Portland, Ore. 

Olsom, Sigward Private, Ic Cameron, Wis. 

Paradis, Chas. H Private, Ic Benlomond, Cal. 

Pren'^lal'^h^r ^ fS:!':' \l- : : : .-R^'r'd.^U- Whitesboro, Tex. 

uSSowIm LV.-.V.-.V.V.-.Pr7vate', lc::.:..1815 Marshal St Boone St., Iowa. 

Sanli rgT Florian J Private, Ic R. F. D 1, Noble Iowa. 

Q^hrAplor r/onard L Private Ic 2126 Ind. Ave., Chicago, 111., 

ISrv'k CoJ:^X .. .V.\V.¥riva^^^^^^ Ic .::..5925 Lexington St., Duluth. Minn. 

StZbolpbusE. :.:...... Private,' Ic R. F. p., 1 Campobello, S. C. 

Stevenson, Adlai R Private, Ic ^otisulga Ala. 

<s+rnin Svivpsitpr Y Private. Ic R. F. D., 5, Box lob, luisa,- uKia. 

Va^i"t'es, Ahille K. .V.y.V.;^^^^^^^^ Ic Hillsborough, Rt. 6, Edwardsvile. 

Illinois. 

Wheeler Earl Private, Ic 202 Mansfield St., Chippewa Falls, 

' Wisconsin. 

Adair, Floyd O Private Box If- ^estville, Okla^ 

Alberigi, Frank Private 868 Union St., San Francisco, 

California 

Baker, Ramon B Private 231 West D St., Kingman, Kan. 

Bevens George L Private Magnus, Ark. ^ t„^ 

Bfrnen iidrfw Private 519 Fitch ft. Longanport Ind. 

Blue, Arthur Private 701 Market St., Red Oak. Iowa. 

Bogue, Wilmot L Private Poqunnock Bridge, Conn^ 

Britcher, John W Private R. F. D 2 Narrows, Conn. 

Carlton, George W Private Roosevelt, Okla. 

Chappell, Arthur B Private Tecumseh, Okla. 

Clark, Edward B Private Suplee, Oregon. 

Courington, Carl F Private Howe. Okla. /l•„„o,^„l,•a 

CordellT John F Private 1334 West 22nd St., Indianapolis, 

Indiana. 

Cordine Jos Private Front Ave., Chicago 111 

Davis Ulysses S Private 435 Rush St., Pueblo. Colo. 

Denni's, Ttaothy t!. Private 409 Main St., Viroqua, Wis. 

Denzler Harrv Private Carlton, Minn. 

Kle.MoseZ •.......:..::.... Private 524 N. Chestnut St., Kewannee, 

Illinois. 

Bastham, Sheridan Private Beegs, Okla. 

Foor. .lames D Private R. F. D.. 8, Rochester, Ind. 

Fullenwider, Samuel L Private lola, Kansas. 

Fulton, Clifton E Private Rusellville. Ala. 

Garrett, Robert L Private Maiml, Okla 

Gjestwhang, Finer Private International Falls, Minn. 

Graves. Sidnev Private Martinsburg. Iowa. 

Heinsen, August H Private Sebastapol, Cal _ 

Henderson, Ralph W Private R. F. D., 1, ^oo^^"^^'!' .^„®%,„ 

Hines, Clarence Private 2010 McElroy St., Anniston, Ala. 

Hungerford, George B Private 325 S. Sylvan St.. Emporia, Kan. 

Hurt, Grady H Private R. F. D.. 2, Norman, Okla. 

Hutto, John H Private Fitzjerald, Ga. ,„„„„+air, 

Johnson, Fred O Private 426 Thistle Ave., Ironmountain, 

Michigan. 

Jones, Arthur E Private Montague, Cal. iro^iranko^ 

Kale, Morris J Private 281 S. Indiana Ave., Kankankee, 

Illinois. 

Karlson, Peter A Private Slayter, Minn. 

Kebceeaux, Theophile Private Grawley. La. rnvinston 

Keller, Martin Private R. F. D., 1, Box 80. Covington. 

Indiana. 

Kellick, William E Private Grovertown, New Hampshire. 

Kennedy, William M Private 11 and 13 Corso St., Nebraska 

City, Neb. 

Kruse Rov R Private Manning, Iowa. , 

Leahy,' James J Private 801 Washington St., Lincoln. 

•^ Nebraska. 

Lee George D Private R. F. D., 1, Morrison, pkla 

lIddI Aulust A Private B. F. D., 1, Box 7, Cook, Minn. 

Mc'c'a'bef Idward -L Private 6 St., Tracy, Wis. 

S^i'so^Te'ter^- i : i ! i ! i i l ! ! i ^S^'. : i ! i :?roSor^-MinJ."f ' ''^'- ^^^^ 
MarKuson, i-eter. Private 327 High St., Memphis, Tenn. 

Szlr j?mL. .:::::::::::::?r^;ati::::::ifTrafy n. 'b. pittseeid Mass. 

Meyer, 'LSwlckM..: Private ^^f^.ZvnS''' ' 

>richael, Wilfred M Private La Verne, California. 



i6o STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

Miller, George B Private Sheffield, 111. 

Miller, Ralph B Private R. F. D., 1, Trenton, Utah. 

Neel, Oscar W Private Box 163, Fowler, Cal. 

Nettles, Dewitt Private Candan, Ala. 

Newton, Emerson Private Velma, Neb. 

Nicholi, Montie Private 128 S. Stanislau St., Stockton,. 

California. 

Nicholas, John L Private Y. M. C. A.. Los Angeles. Cal. 

Nielson, Nielsy T Private 62 S. Lodge St., Omaha, Neb. 

Nilson, Earnest G. A Private 2192 Vicksburg Ave., Oakland,. 

California. 

O'Conner, Batholu Private R. F. D., 5, Attawa, 111. 

Ohannesian, Humige Private R. P. D., 1, Bos 142, Fresno, CaL 

Oliver, James H Private Cherrokee, S. C. 

Ostrander, Roymond D Private Arkansas City, Kansas. 

Pattyn, Remi Private 4208 and X St., Omaha, Neb. 

Phillips, Chester E Private Bishop, Texas. 

^Poli^r, Jese Private 208 Grant St., Oskosh, Wis. 

Purvis, Gilbert Private Albany, Okla. 

Reynolds, Herbert C Private Ashbum, Ga. 

Reynolds, Jesse Private Tony, Ala. 

Richards, Eugene P Private 1831 Jackson. Dubuque, Iowa. 

Richards. Eugene F Private La Vene, Arizona. 

Richie, Herman C Private Buda, Texas. 

Rusk, Duward D Private Nacadoches, Texas. 

Rusell, Felix I Private Forth Worth, Texas. 

Schroeder, Walter A Private R. F. D., 2, Carmin, Texas. 

Settles, Edgar L Private Box 96, Nanibal, Mo. 

Sevigney, Clifford A Private Chester. Conn. 

Schaffer, Leroy Private Fall River Mills, Cal. 

Sheehan, James Private Caledonia, Minn. 

Shelton, Arthur Private Wayne, Okla. 

Simmons, Leo J Private Morgan, La. 

Simmons, Ulis I Private R. F. D., 1, Fort Worth. Texas. 

Skoler, Harry Private 968 Bleeker St., Utica, N. Y. 

Smallen. Charles Private Bvers. Col. 

Smith, Carlton E Private 4217 Spencer St., Seattle, Wash. 

Solomon, Jasper D Private Pittsburg. Texas. 

Spangle, Chas. M Private Red Bluff, Cal. 

Spearman, James C Private R. F. D.. 2. Pelzer, S. C. 

Stinnett, John T Private R. F. D., 5, Box 10, Forth Worth. 

Texas. 

Talk, Lang M Private Woodward, Texas. 

Thomas, John F Private R. F. D., No. 3, Cedar Hill, Texas, 

Thomas, Wilbur A Private Louisville, Miss. 

Tomasini, Giuseppen Private 93 Lavont St., San Francisco, 

California. 

Vartanini, Sisak Private 500 L St., Fresno, Cal. 

Vinsette, Oren E Private 119 Oak St., Gafney, S. C. 

Wescom, Burton W Private Edmunds, North Dakota. 

White, Hobert Private R. P. D., 11, Mitchell, Tnd. 



HEADOUARTERS COMPANY 

Adams, Nathan J Franklin, La. 

Ainsworth, Harry G Kentland, Indiana. 

Anderson, Brooks H 354 Ward Ave., Norfolk, Va. 

Anderson, Harold B Cambridge, llinois. 

Anderson, Samuel H 405 S. East St., Monmouth, 111. 

Andrews, Robert A Porta. Texas. 

Ansell. Raymond H Oxford. New Hampshire. 

Attaway, Oliver N Junction City, Ark. 

Baker, John F 62 George St.. Roxbury, Mass. 

Baker, Marvin P Port Worth, Texas. 

Barnard, Clark M 2604 Mulberry Ave., Muscatine, Iowa. 

Baudoin. Oliver Phoebus, Ya. 

Becker. Herbprt C .'^43 Belsrade AVe., Mankato, Minn. 

Beveridge, David Thurher, Texas. 

Bloss, Herman F Canadensis, Pa. 

Bolton, Roland O Hastings. Mich. 

Evading, Albert .1. D Gibson City. Illinois. 

Braideis, Leo D 133 W. 113th St. New York, N. Y. 

Branic, Peter Madera, Pa. 

Breslin, George W Wobum. Mass. , 

Brewer, Collier 'M St. Stephens, Ala. 

Bridges. Marvin R 2211 Park Ave., Kansas City, Mo. 

Burgett, Wm. D Minila, Ark. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH i6i 

Buseknis, Adolph A Okawville, Illinois. 

Callahan, Frederick 41 Harrison Ave., Woburn, Mass. 

Campbell, David P Norwalk, Conn. 

Carter, Hugh A Dequeen, Ark. 

Carson, Wm. D 3230 N. 2nd St., Philadelphia, Pa. 

Casper, James B Meerlam, Kansas. 

Chumbley, Robert 717 Spies Ave., Menominee, Mich. 

Cherneey, Wenzell J 424 Franklin St., East Boston, Mass. 

Ciarde, Peter Whitei-ight, Texas. 

Clark, Chas. E Canandaigua, N. Y. 

Clark, Clarence L Glidden, Wis. 

Clark, Wm. J New Milford, Conn. 

Clement, John W Lonoke, Ark. 

Cobb, Harry Glen Cove, Long Island, N. Y. 

Collins, Daniel J 1161 Orme Ave., Los Angeles, Cal. 

Colpitis, Harold Woodland, Maine. 

Corbett, Joseph M 126 Bridge St., Beverly, Mass. 

Corwin, Paul 148 Hemendway, Boston, Mass. 

Danis, Arthur H 301 Spruce St., Manchester, N. H. 

Day, Alvah I South Hamilton, Mass. 

Day, Elmer L Bellflower, Illinois. 

Delong, Henry L Nemaha, Neb. 

Delony, Lawson L 2407 Louisiana St., Little Rock, Ark. 

Demeiree, Harry A 2019 Hammond Ave., Superior, Wis. 

DeRosa, Alfred 604 B. Fayette St., Edmeston, N. Y. 

Deshautreaux, Emile Kenner, La. 

Dewey, Roy R Cicero, Ind. 

Dickey, Frank Nvmore, Minn. 

Dobbs, Glenn H 1231 Scrow St., Webb City, Mo. 

Doherty, Frederick 48 Orchard St., City Island, N. Y. 

Dorris, Eugene L Longview, Texas. 

Draghi, Albert A 1118 1st Ave., New York, N. Y. 

Finnie, Jesse Equality, Illinois. 

Foraker, Clarence W St David, Illinois. 

Frazier, Otis Upland, Ind. 

Gaddy, Luther K 1267 Calder St., Beaumont, Texas. 

Gambel, Fred A New Orleans, La. 

Garrett, Ray M 2037 Seminary Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Gehlert, Hans B Greene, Iowa. 

Gheen, Robert W 207 Calvert St., Jersey Shore, Pa. 

Gilbert, Cloy Perrv, Iowa. 

Hafner, Carl F Minden, Iowa. 

Hanley, Cornelius R Relfs Bluff, Ark. 

Hanley, Wm. E 31 Decatur St. Charlestown. Mass. 

Harmeson, Rollle R 80.5 1-2 E. Green St., Urbana, 111. 

Harrington, Alton Broadway, N. C. 

Heninger, John 457 isth Ave., Newark, N. J. 

Heschum, Geo. T 154 Bussy St., E. Dedham, Mass. 

Heyden, Adolph 149 Montgomery Ave., Irvington. N. J. 

Hirsch, Phillip S 620 Lexington Ave., San Antonio, Tex. 

Hollingshead, Ami J 114 Main St., Joplin, Mo. 

Holt, John M Pineknot, Ky. 

Howe, Wm. M 30 Clinton Ave., Canton, N. Y. 

Hoyt, Fred O Amesbury, Mass 

Hunter, Chas 1081 Jersey St., Boston, Mass. 

Huval, Eddie B 203 St. Charles Ave., Lafayette, La. 

Israelson, Erick B Rockford, 111. 

Jobson, Chas East Stony Point, N. Y. 

Jones, Arthur H Lawrence, Mass. 

Jones, Harold N 60 Central Ave., Peabody, Mass. 

Joseph, Hugh P 160 W. Buchtel Ave., Akron, Ohio. 

Joyce, John P Newton vile, Mass. 

Kelley, Thomas J .S24 Cherry St., Elizabeth, N. J. 

Kelser, Leo A Shamokin," Pa. 

King, Clyde B ISIillport, Ala. 

Kinney, Robt. N 3217 Windsor Ave., Kansas City, Mo. 

Kittelson, Jens K South Superior, Wis. 

Knoll, Henry W Morton, 111. 

Koss, Henry F Strawn, 111. 

Kress, Julius V 564 N. Hampden St., Buffalo, N. Y. 

Kuse, Walter H 3712 N. 25th St., St. Louis, Mo. 

LaGuardia, Leonardo 30 Thompson St., New York, N. Y. 

Laird, Warren S 4136 Liberty Ave., Pittsburgh, Pa. 

Laitman, Wm 120 N. Mott Ave., Waukegan, 111. 

Landgren, Garrett M Meadowlands, Minn. 

Landrieux, Alfred Westville, 111. 

Lavaway, Edmund J Presque Isle, Maine 

Leberman, Louis L 79 Abbott Ave, Waterbury, Conn. 

Lebzelter, Paul H 330 E. New St., Lancaster, Pa. 

Lee, Lindsev M Wimauma, Fla. 

Leugers, John J 170 Court St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 



i62 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

LeGi-and, Alfred E 162 W. Newton St., Boston, Mass. 

Levey, Sol 264 E, Ferry Ave., Detroit, Mich. 

Levy, Benjamin 296 E. Market St., Wilkes-Barre, Pa. 

Lingbeck, Lyman Jeffers, Minn. 

Long, John D Morgans-Mill, Texas. 

Dremann, Gilbert H Princeton, Illinois. 

Dunn, John F Cambridge, Mass. 

Felger, Wm. L Albany, Ind. 

Lowney, Joseph P 21 Beacon Ave., Providence, R. I. 

Mareno, Elmer H 1426 E. Howard Ave., Biloxi, Miss. 

Mathieson, John 724 Williams St., Trenton, N. J. 

Mattson, Wm. B Montreal, Wis. 

McCartney, Justin R 303 4th St., St. Clair, Mich. 

McCarthy, Joseph E 30 E. Wildey St„ Tarrytown, N. Y. 

McClure, Finis Winslow, Ind. 

McClure, Wm. J 750 Campbell Ave., West Haven, Conn. 

McCollum, Foris T. . Gatesville, Texas. 

McClelland, James A Pelham, Georgia. 

McBride, Roy D Beaumont, Texas. 

McDonald, Richard P 1208 W. 8th St., Austin Texas. 

Mero, Arthur East Grand Forks, Minn. 

Meyer, Edward 2963 Fairbanks Ave., Cincinnati, Ohio. 

Mihalek, Martin B 1710 S. 2nd St., St. Louis, Mo. 

Mitchell, Homer B Durham, Cal. (Butte Co.). 

Moore, Francis L Martinsville, Ind. 

Morgan, James H 604 E. Fayette St., Syracuse, N. Y. 

Muras, Frank J Halletsville, Texas. 

Myrhvold, Robert J Chinook, Mont. 

Nagy, Louis Monongahelia, Pa. 

Nobles, James R 1130 W. 25th St., Oklahoma City, Okla. 

Novak, Charles Carbonhill, Illinois. 

Opperman, Walter W Piper City, 111. 

Oprendek, Joseph S 101 Palisade Ave., Garfield, N. J. 

Ortman, Frank B San Francisco, Cal. 

Peabody, Fred S 604 Essex St., Lynn, Mass. 

Pierson, Wm. L Ranger, Texas. 

Perry, Walter 277 Pequot Ave., New London, Conn. 

Peterson, Chauncey A 225 W. 25th St., Duluth, Minn. 

Pollex, Arthur E 3222 Armitage Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Pozzi, Nazare Toluca, 111. 

Postma, Samuel 1137 Broadway Av., Grand Rapids, Mich. 

Presson, Oscar 627 Teller Ave., Grand Junction. Colo. 

Price, Myron H Liberty, Kansas. 

Reillv, James T 669 Courtland Ave., New York, N. Y. 

Reynolds, Edward W Westfield, N. Y. 

Rigdon, Bernard Westville, 111. 

Rives, John R 422 W. Front St., Statesville, N. C. 

Robbins, Donald S 424 E. Main St., Battle Creek, Mich. 

Rogers, Robert R Nowata, Okla. 

Meidinger, Albert .342 E.53rd St., New York, N. Y. 

Milligan, Rich Lumberton, N. C. 

Roth, Albert H Fairmont, 111. 

Rue, Geo. F 423 W. 6th St., Sioux Falls, S. D. 

Rumble, Andrew .■ 137 Scott St., Westville, 111. 

Sanderson, Hugar B Ridgefarm, 111. 

Sanderson, Jesse H 1022 S. Main St., Elkart, Ind. 

Schleicher, Edward 128 Claremont Ave., Jersey City, N. J. 

Schroeter, Mark L DeQueen, Ark 

Sholes, Ernest T 1118 Montpelier St., Springfield, Mass. 

Sides, Wm. F Thrall, Texas. 

Simmons, Grover C Haskell, Texas. 

Smith, Arthur E 254 16th St., Milwaukee, Wis. 

Smith, Prescott W Danielson, Conn. 

Sneed, Everett N Carrier Mills, 111. 

Spauldlng, Bumie H Livingston, W. Va. 

Spears, Thomas Bethpage, Tenn. 

Speicher, Leo F 325 Phillips Ave., Carrick, Pa. 

Sollars, Joseph E Gayuga, Ind. 

Stafford, James H., Jr 126 West St.. Reading, Mass. 

Staller, Clifford D Schuylkill Haven, Pa 

Stawas, Stanley G 34 Indian Leap St., Indian Orchard, Mass, 

Stefus, Steven Stamford, Conn. 

Steinmetz, Urban L Tifiin, Ohio. ^ , . ^^ „ 

Sullivan, Geo. G 49 Central Ave., Ossinmg, N. Y. 

Surrette, Frank G Waltham, Mass. 

Sweeney, Patrick J South Boston, Mass. 

Thompson, Wilson L Lonoke, Ark. 

Tibbott Edward W 15 Drummond Ave., Chevy Chase, D. C. 

Vincent, Alfred T Plainfleld, Conn. 

Vincent, Irwin S Topeka, Kans. 

Vitt, Gustave A Fort Monroe, Va. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 163 

Vitt, Walter A 145 N. Bllwood Av., Baltimore, Md. 

Wachsberger, Sigmund Fort McKinley, Maine. 

Wagner, Kay P Moulton, Texas. 

Wallace, Orville E Walnut, 111. 

Walpole, Lloyd P South Whitley, Ind. 

Walrath, Jay B LaFargeville, N. Y. 

Walters, Frank L Fairmont, 111. 

Wilde, Henry A 4117 Annunciation St., New Orleans, La. 

Wilkey, Leonard Chillicothe, 111. 

Winterer, Chas. A 3429 Oregon Ave., St. Louis, Mo. 

Winters, Frederick B 2605 Central Ave., Los Angeles, Cal. 

Wolfensberger, Fred J 64 12th St., Norwich, Conn. 

Wood, DeWitt 206 Highland Ave., Detroit, Mich. 

Wright, Allen Dwight, 111. 

Wright, French Oxford, Ala. 

Zahradka, Francis X Granton, Wis. 

Zeller, Rudolph 185 Lawrence St., Astoria, L. I., N. Y. 

Zervas, Chas. M Peabody, Mass. 

Unthank, Elzie R San Francisco, Cal. 

Oliver, Clarence M care of Great Northern Ry., Rugby, N. D. 

Worrell, Glenn E Roberts, 111. 

Weber, August 2827 Ave. P, Galveston, Texas. 

Unthank, Elzie R Princeton, Ind. 

Bridger, Carl W Captainl5 W. 22nd St., Savannah, Ga. 

Farrar, Christy M 1st Lieut. 318 Granite Bldg., St. Louis, Mo. 

Florence, Edwin 1st Lieut.161 Livingston Av., New Brunswick, N.J. 

Greenwood, Donald B 1st Lieut. Hotel Ma.iestic, New York, N. Y. 

Taylor, H Vincent 1st Lieut. Kemlworth, 111. 

Barnett, James M 2nd Lieut.427 Boyd Ave., Baton Rouge, La. 

Harvey, John A 2nd Lieut.580 Ocean Ave., New London, Conn. 

Keyes, Clinton W 2nd Lieut. Monterey. Mass. 

McDonald, Lester 2nd Lieut.420 4th St., Virginia, Minn. 

Pierce, Harold L 2nfl Lieut.157 West Pasadena St., Pomana, Cal. 

Spielman. .Jesse E 2nd Lieut. Gillette, Wyoming. 

Weiser, Richard M 2nd Lieut.226 Pine St., Holyoke, Mass. 



MEDICAL DETACHMENT 

McDonald, B. L Major Washburn, Tenn. 

Piper, E. D Lieut Jerome, Idaho. 

Hall, Albert S Sergt. Ic Plainwell, Mich. 

Griner, Alden S Sergeant New Salem, Ind. 

Kennedy, Ray Sergeant 187 E. 7th St., Columbus, O. 

Hinriehs, Prank C Private, Ic Rural Route No. 1, Springfield, IlL 

Rowland, Marion W Private, Ic Pike County, Pittsfield, 111. 

Huff, Earthy B Private, Ic R. R. No 1, Rockbridge, 111 

Jamison, George Private, Ic R. R. No. 1, Waddy, Ky. 

Kincannon, John P Private, Ic R. R. No. 1, Vienna, 111. 

Kindred, Charles V Private, Ic R. R. No. 1, Winchester, Ky. 

Hicks, Or\al E Private Ic Drake, 111. 

Hood, Oscar W Private Ic Woodbine. Ky., R. R. No. 1. 

Johnson, Clifford Private Ic Fieldon, 111., R. R. No. 3. 

Jones, Sam Corporal 517 S. 19th St., Paducah, Ky. 

Kitchen, Charles B Private 126th Collinsville Ave., East St. 

St. Louis, 111. 
Arendes, Paul Private 766 11 St., S. B. Washington, 

D. C. 

Heitz, Edward W Private 1902 Bank St., Louisville, Ky. 

Jaynes, Pierce L Private Shinman, 111. 

Jaynes, Paul L Private Shipman, 111. 

Jones, Jasper N Private Gillespie, 111., Box 96. 

Knox, John M Private 2906 College AYe., East St. Louis, 

Illinois. 

Jarboe. Benedict J Private Calvary, Ky., Marion Co. 

Kitchen, Charles E Private 126 Collinsville Ave., East St. 

Illinois. 

William, Mallen Private Carlock, 111., R. R. No. 1. 

Jewell, Guy. Private Eden, K., Spencer Co. 

Keown, Thomas E Private Kane, 111., R. R. No. 1. 

Hogge, Grover C Private Cranston, Ky. 

Johnson, John M Private 545 Eliott Ave., Springfield, 111. 

King, Cyrus Private 2108 Grif fet Ave., Louisville, Ky. 

Mason, Kenneth W Private 42 Mounjoy St., Portland, Maine. 

Lewis, Edward Private 1050 4th St., Freedom, Pa. 

Parris, Ray D Private Cedar Grove, Maine. 

Mueller, Jacob J Private 29 Brill St., Newark, N. J. 

Williams, Howard G Private Chickasha, Okla., R. R. No. 1. 



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THE BAND 



Vitt, Gustave A 145 N. Ellwood Ave., Baltimore, Md. 

Vitt, Walter 145 N. Ellwood Ave., Baltimore, Md. 

Sholes, Ernest T Springfield, Mass. 

Boudoin, Oliver Phoebus, Va. 

Opperman, Walter Piper City, III. 

Anderson, Harold B Cambridge, 111. 

McBride, Roy D Care of Clairemont, Texas. ' 

Steinmetz, Urban Tiffin, Ohio. 

Unthauk, Elzie R San Francisco, Cal. 

Baker, Marwin P Grapevine, Texas. 

Dewey, Roy R Cicero, Indiana. 

Mitchell, Homer B Durham, Cal. 

Ortman, Frank B 863 Waller St.. San Francisco, Cal. 

Sollars, Joseph S Caynga, Ind. 

Sweeney, Patrick Joseph 281 Broadway, S. Boston, Mass. 

Andrews, Robert A Routa, Texas. 

Dreman, Gilbert H Princeton, 111. 

Beveridge, David, Jr Thurber, Texas. 

Ainsworth, Harry G Kentland, Ind. 

Nagy, Louis Monongahela, Pa. 

Sanderson, Harold Band Corporal. 

McBride, Roy D Band Corporal. 

Steinmetz, Urban Band Corporal. 

Nutbank, Elzie Band Corporal. 

Baker, Marion P Musician Ic. 

Dewey, Roy R Musician Ic. 

Ortman, Frank B Musician 2c. 

Sollars, Joseph Musician 2c. 

Mitchell, Homer B Musician 2c. 

Sweeney, Patrick J Musician 2c. 

Andrews, Robert Musician 3c. 

Dreman, Gilbert Musician 3c. 

Ainsworth, Harry Musician 3c. 

Nagu, Louis Musician 3c. 

Beveridge, David Musician 3c. 

Vitt, G. A Band Leader. 

Vitt, Walter Assistant Band Leader. 

Sholes, Ernest T Sergt. Bugler. 

Boudoin, Oliver Band Sergt. 

Opperman, Walter Band Sergt. 

All hail the 47th, may they all live long and prosper. Nut sed. 



ORDNANCE 

Schoolfield, J. L 2nd Lieut. 

Bauman, Walter F Private Ic 1316 Booth St., Milwaukee, Wis. 

When St. Peter calls the roll he'll be missing. 

Bernardain, Eugene Ord. Sergt 1245 Willoughby Ave., Brooklyn, 

N. Y. 

"Hey, Goldie, remember in Rochester * * * *" 
Blackwell, Clifford E Ord. Sergt Woodsville, N. J. 

Desires furlough for 41 Model Ave. Period indefinite. 
Day, James F Private Ic 24 Lemon St., Salem, Mass. 

"I teach history, but make none." 
Freeman, Benj. H Private Ic North Lewisburg, Ohio. 

As honest as his head is bald. 
Gajewski, Ernest A Private Norwalk, Wis. 

He says nothing and does nothing. 
Gunther, Clayton J Private Ic Warsau, Wis. 

The man who lost his book. . , , .,, *, 

(This book contamed the names of men he was going to kill — mostly 

OflSCGPS ^ 

Goldberg, Herman J Ord. Sergt 350 Madison Ave., Albany, N. Y. 

"Ma Goldberg" — The man of many troubles. ,. „.. 

Greenhorn, Fred J Ord. Corp 364 Bowen St., Oshkosh, Wis. 

"Oshkosh by Gosh !" ^ , ,, »t -rr 

Hanrahan, Geo. F Sergt 54 Mohawk St., Albany, N. Y. 

An auto mechanic with no camouiiage. 
HoUis, Knowlton L Ord. Corp. SuUigent, Ala. 

A postmaster of Southern slang. 



STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 165 

Kelly, Anthony Sergt 413 Chester St., Peoria, 111. 

"Peoria is my home." ^^. 

Martin, Frank J Ord. Corp Toledo, Ohio. 

As Slow as his speech. „„ ^..„ „•■ ^, , ^ ^ 

Mertes, Robert G Private Ic 14 426 Clifton Rd., Cleveland, O. 

My good nature prevents murders. 
McCain, Wm. T Private Kemaltz, Okla. 

Woolly from a wild and woolly country. 
MacCoy, Jake B Private Valley, Wis. 

Lost everything but his name. xrr ,, ., xxr Tr„ 

Olson, Gustave A Private 78 28th St., Wellsburg, W. Va. 

His hitch in the navy went for naught. ^ ,, j. r.j,;« 

Ramsey, Peari B Private 309 E. 9th St., Wellston, Ohio. 

The finl word in all arguments. rr„i„/,„ nhin 

Rigby John Private 550 Wmthrop St., Toledo, Ohio. 

Wounded in Camp Stuart putting out fire by hand. 
Storey, John D Private Avon, Wis. 

Catches every thing that comes along. ^ c,^ .-i i u r> 

Sturtzer, Henry J. . . . . Private 620 Carpenter St., Columbus, O. 

"To' kick is my greatest joy." rr„i„.i-, nhir. * 

Seaman, Arnold G Sergt 746 Hawley St., Toledo, Ohio. 

Some men are born sergeants, 

some achieve a sergeancy, 

Some have a sergeancy thrust upon them 
Schmieder, Harry F Ord. Sergt ...... Toledo, Ohio. 

He introduced the "Jelly Roll" in Ambar^ n p. n Na 4 Texas 

Vaughan, Fletcher W Private. . ... .Wellmgton R. F D., No. 4, Texas. 

"A box car window is good for more than to look through. 



SUPPLY COMPANY 

MrRride R W Captain 1704 Chicago Rd., Chicago Heights 

Rea-an C^fS Lieut Macon, Mo. 

Mitchell Ranald "S Lieut Hartford, Conn. 

*'"A IDdward JJ.... Private 2049 Clifton Ave., Chicago, 111. 

The apple of 
Amundson, Louis 



Ahem, 

SU,''lou?sh'^''.'. !''•.. Private ic 735 E. 16th St., Minneapolis, 

Minn. 

BencZ^oS'l '^*^' ''!'' ^^^e MapleviUe, R. 1. ^ 

Bevins! H^wa%VG!'°'" Private 171 North Ave.. Bridgeport, Ct. 

Brett^oriose?h.''"^'.^"'--P^-te lc...;..177 Church St., Lowell, Mass. 

An orderly man who was always an orderly onincv HI 

Buckner, Russell M Private Ic 934 N. 4th St., Quincj, in. 

CrowirMle^aei:! .'^ '':^'fr^rivaTic 1^9^ J,-^^^- «*' ^-^^-*^'^' 

Cabrrila^uS'/.^.'^.*:': Private 601 Main St., New London, Ct. 

From steam-fitter to cook is a far cry. 

Tin vfll Wilfred O Mechanic Grosvenorvale, Conn. 

?ossal' ^ter_. Private ^%J,'''^''^^ ^'^'•' Dorchester, 

The Butcher Boy from Boston. _ ^ „ 

Greene Clay D .... ."^ • - Sergt Dayton, Tenn. 

He had beaucoup mademoiselles, 

Gr,„rR^°.S''l.''!"?r.S?e lo,. . . . .31 Su».er S.. New L«,.d„„. Ct. 

Gree;'." M«°' ""'!!''.?! .'.'ISMr^c.^'.^S^ Beertog Road, Mat.apan, Mass. 

HartteirB'T!^»."°°:'.!?.°?"-.S™, TInjonvme. N. C. 

Hartsell, Bruce Corp. . . . . .Lnionville, JN. u 

H»sS;rmS'?>.'.'..'f'°."'p?°™.e' '":..«>. "h S., G„rg,..w,. lU. 

Kno^f' jSV' ""^."."'."'.".MfSe.."" m N. etb St., Gadsden, Ala. 

Ku.p™NVi£.^£'?'^.'..'".''s.?^'!''iLf.?T.™«|J. ms. Bt, Ap.. 53, New 

Kuh;:''S?.e?..''^l"'.^.T..°pSe'?l'°:r2T7%' ^ St., Muncle, I„d. 

He ruined his feet on brass rails. TacniiP St Ottawa 111 

Larson. Andrew Private. . . . . .1508 Lasalle St., Ottawa, iii. 

Tried to take his truck into a cafe (see poem). 



i66 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 

McCarthy, Timothy .Private Ic 39 Railroad Ave., New Rochelle, 

N. Y. 

"$3 not $4 — that's my wage — I'm union." 
McCay, Prank Private 123 Pinckney St., Boston, Mass. 

A good friend and a good fighter. 
Narrotte, John Toluca, III. 

(Old reliable.) 

"The pride of the Supply Compan 7 Taf t Ave., Stamford, Conn. 

Marshall, Wm. J Cooky." 

Ten dimes one dollar. First St., Baltic, Conn. 

Mackay, Thomas Private 

Price, John L Corp Brazil, Ind. 

Silver threads among the gold. 
Keek, Henry A Wagoner 125 School St., Norwich, Conn. 

The three-wheel auto chauffeur. 

Einehart, George H Cook 152 Willets Ave., New London, 

Conn. 

Cuss words never cooked oat meal. 

Rivers, Williams Private Fitchville, Conn. 

The Duke's rival. 

Shade, Thomas Private 1441 Washington Bldg., Chicago, 

111. 
Goldswitch Private 1442 Berry St., Chicago, 111. 

Heavenly twins far from heaven. 
Stevens, Charles Private Secor, 111. 

For details, see Soup Hound. 
Stockton, Lester P Sergt. Maj 629 Valencia St. Los Angeles, Cal. 

A barking dog never bites. 
Sweeney, John J Private 68 Carver St., Boston, Mass. 

Decorated with the Croix de Guerre at the Battle of Cognac. 
Valvada, Thomas Cook 5211 S. Wood St., Chicago, 111. 

"By his fritters ye shall know him." 
Wanders, Richard A Private 12 Sayward St., Boston, Mass. 

Wanders Wonders. 
Workan, B^ank Private Clifton, 111. 

"Whiskers." 

Willcox, Frank Private 315 S. Prairie St., Bloomington, 

111. 

Always troubling trouble. 
Carter, William T Sergt.-Major 36 Weber St., Portland, Maine. 

His main line of talk is Maine. 
Miller, Allen W Sergt. 314 E. 38th St., New York City. 

A "soljer" with a sweetheart in every State. 
Blatina, Mike Sergt 2320 AUen Ave., Niagara Falls, 

"Pile the wood on the one side up." N. Y. 

Taylor, Benj. A Sergt 76 Harbor Ave., Norwalk, Conn. 

Moly Hoses, quit yer putchen. 
Castetter, Harry Mech Grothersville, Ind. 

"Pop" — just "Pop." 
Sacco, John Mech 608 South St., Danville, 111. 

"You Jack !" 
Herard, Simeon Cook ...... River St., Baltic, Conn. 

The M. P. dodger. 
Dembler, John H Private Sylvan Grove, Kan. 

"Keep the home fires burning." 
Cresoek, Michael J Private Anita, Pa. 

Mike, the strong man. 
Johnson, Walter T Private 926 Western Ave., St. Paul, Minn. 

The picture of ambition. 

McEnrue, John J Private 9 Hamlet St., Dorchester, Mass. 

Moon, Gerald L Private 528 W. Wiley St., Bluff ton, Ind. 

He likes good wine and good measure. 

Giovanni, Polo Private Tolusca, 111. 

Szaf ranski, Andy J Corporal Lemont, 111. 

Mahaffey, Harry R Private 1014 Dewey Ave., Newberry, Pa. 

Broke again. 
Markey, Walter L Corporal 21 Boyd Ave., Jersey City, N. J. 

The Prince of Beaucoup Travailler. 
Cloar, Harry W Private Troy, Tenn. 

Gone but not forgotten. 
Hamilton, Thomas P Private 1252 Broadbridge Ave., Stratford, 

"Bridgeport — the finest city in the world." Conn. 

Kessler, Henry Private Coal City, 111. 

Another Key West product. 
Manikas, Thomas A. Private 16 Forest St., Winthrop, Mass. 

"And she called me Soldier Boy." 
Sleman, Arthur W Cook 1306 St. Vincent St., La Salle, 111. 

A biscuit baker of matchless fame. 
Lutz, James Wagoner 501 S. First St., Princeton, 111. 

Old John D. 
Miller, Noah Sergeant 423 Morgan St., Bluflfton, Ind. 

He has no friends — he's mess sergeant. 



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Adolphson, Alex Private, Ic Lacon, 111. 

I drive a motorcycle and play checkers. 
:Bemtsoii, Sigfried Private 2219 S. 59th St., Cicero, 111. 

"Remember down in Key West." 
Farley, Lyman L Private Hey worth. 111. 

"I'm so glad my mother don't know where I am." 
Dollbaum, Henry J Corporal 59 Elm St., Stonington, Conn. 

When in doubt, dismiss the detail. 
Baker, Franklin J Mech 5919 Tacoma St., W. Duluth, 

"Get the ax and cut the cards." Minn. 

Keene, Charles A Private, Ic Shipper Hill, Putnam, Conn. 

Kiss me on the gold teeth. 
Schweiger, William Private Holloway ville, 111. 

"Let us labor for the Master from dawn till set of sun." 
Saridas, Constantine Private 33 Albion St., Boston, Mass. 

A' good worker. 
Dafnoulelis, Nicholas V Private 64 Prentiss St., Boston, Mass. 

"Black Jack." 

"Wade, Joseph Private St. Peter's Orphanage, Memphis, 

Tenn. "I am an old soldier." 
Leamon, Thomas J Private 236 Geneva Ave., Dorchester,Mass. 

"Why, those d — n frogs threw mud all over me." 
McDermott, Michael Private 272 Eustis St., Roxbury, Mass. 

A triple alliance — the Irish Navy, an Irish potato and Mac. 
Shipman, Solomon Private 98 Wayland St., Boston, Mass. 

Ship-man in name, but no sailor. 
Salmon, Joseph A Private, Ic 137 Horace St., Boston, Mass. 

The vest-pocket edition of Captain McBride. 
.Sullivan, John M Private 103 Denver St., Bridgeport, Conn. 

Mentally, John L. 
Leary, Matthew B Private 160 Geneva Ave., Dorchester,Mass. 

"Snap out of it." 
.Johnson, Sigfried K Private 537 Michigan Ave., Muskegon, Mich. 

"Captain, you're not mad at me, are you?" 
Parent, Arthur A Private 129 Union Ave., Willimantic,Conn. 

A first-class K. P. dishwasher. 
Dowling, Augustine M Private 57 Willow St., Lawrence, Mass. 

"Shorty." 
Hawdon, John W Private 921 Livingston St., Streator, 111. 

T^ "P Fir^t cl3.ss 

;Rothwell, Harry ' Private 341 E. Eagle St., E. Boston, Mass. 

Wounded cutting frozen meat — Battle of Angouleme. 
Varseille, Leroy T Private St. Anne, 111. 

He won renown as an interpreter. 
Vaughan, John Private 1447 Poplar St., Terre Haute, Ind. 

"Tell them I died game." 
Leach Marvin E Private 364 High St., Detroit, Mich. 

"I have fought a good fight." 



Some of our officers were assigned to special duty in 
France, and do not appear in the roster. I am append- 
ing a list of these, and shall be glad to assist any one who 
desires to communicate with these officers. Granberg's 
address was Rockford, Illinois. A fine tribute is paid 
to him in the story of Battery C in this book. 

The Director. 

.^eedham, Frank 1st Lieut Headquarters Company. 

Ayres, B. D 1st Lieut Battery B. 

Seifert, E. R 1st Lieut Batttery C. 

Mitchell, H. S 1st Lieut Medical Detachment. 

Crocker, N. S 1st Lieut Headquarters Company. 

Loomis, P. W 1st Lieut Headquarters Company. 

Harlow, F. C 1st Lieut Headquarters Company. 

Crews, L. R 1st Lieut Headquarters Company. 

Carl, F. C 1st Lieut Headquarters Company. 

Heller, 1 2nd Lieut... Headquarters Company. 



1 68 STORY OF THE FORTY-SEVENTH 



3Ci)e Coasft arttUerp ^ong. 

Tune of "One Keg of Beer for the Four of Us." 

Enlisted in the army, turned down the Field, 
Almost joined the Doughboys, I'm glad I didn't yield; 
Assigned to the COAST, I'm happy as can be, 
For I am a member of the C. A. C. 

Chorus: 

Roarious! Roarious! We'll make the Coast Artillery glorious^ 
Load 'er up with shell, and we'll give the Kaiser HELL, 
As we blast the bloody Germans out of France. 

On to Eustis, then to France; 

Limber up the big boys, we'll make the Boches dance. 

We clear the way for our gallant Infantry, 

For we are the big guns of the C. A. C. 

Black Jack Pershing says, says he, 
Send over the Big Boys of the Coast Artillery, 
They'll drive a wedge through the line of the Huns, 
So bring along the mortars and the twelve-inch guns. 

Says Von Hindenburg to Kaiser Bill, 

Damn that artillery, they never will be still ; 

They're shooting like the devil and it's very plain to see 

That we're up against the soldiers of the C. A. C. 




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